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[kilted]

That morning, at breakfast...

"Can you pass ze butter?"

"Aba... buda... gah. Uh huh."

"Merci, Ron."

______

Wotcher, Wathcer!

Yeah... real short entry. Sorry.
Work's been killing me lately.
I know some of you know this, but
see- I have two jobs and the eat my
life. It blows. And things have been
extra crazy lately. So please accept
that as some sort of lame excuses for
why this entry is all brain dead-like.
I promise I'll do something nice some
time soon. Really, I will.

Thanks for hanging with me all this time!
Later-days. ♥