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[somedaybitch]

you know, this week was already gonna suck in huge sucking ways - the anniversary, just finding out a good friend is leaving the Hellmouth to go play in another demon dimension - i didn't need to wake up after working a double shift, leave my house to go work another double shift, and find that my beautiful, mutant whomping willow tree had been cut down to its trunk. i almost threw up where i stood. the landlord had left me a note that she was going to cut the tree. it was just a few days ago. i didn't realize she was chomping at the bit to do it. i don't know what her hard-on is with that tree. i thought i had time before she hired someone.

i always think i have time.

then i find out the hard way that i don't.

repeatedly.

you'd think i'd learn.

so if i ignore you this week, remind yourself that it's not personal and you're probably very lucky, because if i'm paying attention to you, it's highly likely that you're pissing me off. bad move.







mood: Crichton, microts after he realizes that Aeryn just drowned at his hands.