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Mar. 12th, 2010
DRINK. CHOCOLATE
Mar. 12th, 2010 11:37 pmI hate everything. I am not ALIVE, I am existing in MYSTERIOUS FLATPACK HELL.
As of 5pm this afternoon, K has a bookshelf. As of 11:30 this evening, I have a piece of bright red useless which OUGHT to be a filing cabinet.
Sjazz has kept extensive records of this evenings' work.
As of 5pm this afternoon, K has a bookshelf. As of 11:30 this evening, I have a piece of bright red useless which OUGHT to be a filing cabinet.
Sjazz has kept extensive records of this evenings' work.
KYLEE: Aha! This goes here!
AMY: Yes, but that still doesn't answer the question of what the fuck are these things and what the fuck are we supposed to do with them.
STELLA: How do you spell "filing"?
AMY: F-I-L-I-N-G.
KYLEE: F-U-C-K-O-F-F.