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Zang! Who is that, skulking out of the mountains! It is Alexcat, hands clutching a piece of chainlink fence! And with a spectacular roar, her voice cometh: "I'm going to unleash oven cleaner in your pants!!!"

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I am still boring!

And Aragorn is still not the king!

I am sitting here wishing this idiot who is blathering at me on AIM would go away and I am far too polite to tell her to go fuck herself. (NOOOO! its none of you! I love all of you!) I need to do wifey/mothery/bakery/bookeepery things like pay the bills and fold underwear. Is it any wonder that I dream of elves? I'm sure if I had elves, I would end up folding their underwear too. (somehow elves in underwear is an odd thought... boxer briefs maybe... i sort of like those)

Everyone has rejoined their regularly scheduled life, it seems and I sit here and realize that I don't actually have one! EEEEP! I tried one years ago but it does seem as if I've spent to majority of my adult life in some unreality machine. I would go into it but I don't want to.

Hmmmmmm... well, I'm wondering if I've thoroughly depressed myself or not... guess I'll see. I'm going to tell this chick bye and get some work done...