( boring work stuff )
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I had a great freaky dream last night including SWAT teams, b*mb scares at the airport and possible ex-KGB agents who turn out to be aliens. My part in all the action was rather peripheral, though. I was mostly concerned with getting the Tip Monk packed back up and on his way back to Florida, as in this dream he wasn't a trainee but on some sort of exchange program. I'd rather not forget it, but I think I'll put it in a private post because I don't want to bore you. Also I'm not quite comfortable sharing dreams, though if anyone asks I will. Also also, I'm not sure I can make it hold together into any coherent narrative.
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Oh. Crap. I just realized that I have to post my
citynextdoor story today. *weeps, wails, gnashes teeth* It sucks! Pre-performance jitters. Well, it really does suck, aside from the ideas which were Eor's. *takes a deep breath and goes to open the file and see if she can make any last-minute changes* Nothing I can do in the next half hour could make it not suck.
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I had a great freaky dream last night including SWAT teams, b*mb scares at the airport and possible ex-KGB agents who turn out to be aliens. My part in all the action was rather peripheral, though. I was mostly concerned with getting the Tip Monk packed back up and on his way back to Florida, as in this dream he wasn't a trainee but on some sort of exchange program. I'd rather not forget it, but I think I'll put it in a private post because I don't want to bore you. Also I'm not quite comfortable sharing dreams, though if anyone asks I will. Also also, I'm not sure I can make it hold together into any coherent narrative.
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Oh. Crap. I just realized that I have to post my
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