the cricket despairs of the workplace.

Mar 18, 2008 18:51

I changed my mind. No party, no dinner, no presents. Tomorrow, I am going to go home and go straight to bed.

And my dog better not be fucking blue when I do, Klutch.

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xwhatbigteethx March 19 2008, 02:00:20 UTC
Want company?

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strictest March 19 2008, 02:02:51 UTC
What possible indication could I have given to suggest that I do?

No, I don't want company.

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xwhatbigteethx March 19 2008, 02:49:26 UTC
It's between the lines.

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strictest March 19 2008, 02:57:15 UTC
Your insight astounds. The answer's still no.

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bonesandbottles March 19 2008, 02:05:57 UTC
A) What?

B) I was joking. Sort of joking.

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strictest March 19 2008, 02:08:01 UTC
Don't feel like going to dinner.

You have roughly an hour to get over there and wash him down before I get home.

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bonesandbottles March 19 2008, 02:12:37 UTC
Well I'm not going to let you starve.

Give me at least another half hour.

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strictest March 19 2008, 02:57:55 UTC
I have leftover salad in the fridge.

Fine.

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bramblesgaveway March 19 2008, 02:26:01 UTC

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strictest March 19 2008, 02:58:57 UTC
How do you know every year?

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bramblesgaveway March 19 2008, 03:00:47 UTC

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strictest March 19 2008, 03:01:13 UTC
Your skills never fail to impress.

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strictest March 19 2008, 02:59:41 UTC
Particularly at this time of year.

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