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WHEE, MY STRESS IZ PASTDE ON YAY!!!1!11!!1

Horrible day tomorrow. Horrible beyond words. Am disappearing until Tuesday. Deep, mortified apologies for the utter lack of fic this weekend.

I just spelt that 'fick'. Jesus. I'm just going to drop out. Or have a mid-life crisis and buy a Porsche.

Back Tuesday.

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Everyone is trying to steal my Porsche. My Porsche dammit!

I have to go die in a corner after today now. And then make myself dinner. And then answer comments. And whine to myself about stuff since I don't want to inflict more whining on y'all, even if you are damn Porsche-stealers. :)

I'm so glad today is over. Finally. I'm using the Ass Pat icon in celebration.