Mar 23, 2004 10:57
Just... oh, sod it. I can't pretend I'm not all manner of depressed anymore. It's all gotten to me and seems a bit too much to handle. If anyone actually needs me for the purposes of beating someone up, killing something, or engaging in a battle of some kind, ring me up at my flat.
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I know you're depressed about Fred and other stuff, but there have to be people in danger of being snacks in LA. There have to be.
sigh...I'm not being very helpful. Sorry. :(
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Say, have you ever met Paige Matthews? I think you're her type...
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Besides, isn't she the temp who likes her fruits and veggies WAY too much?
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*raises an eyebrow*
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And stop looking at me like that, Spikey. You know that drives me crazy
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