while with his gun the pagan angel rose to say

April 8th, 2009

April 8th, 2009

I am a plant-killing fiend.

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Yesterday at work was shitty so I unleashed my RAR on the overgrown plot of plant-like thing in my front garden. I think this is why my mother gardens--ripping up stuff by the root is very cathartic. So now I have less RAR, a tidier garden and my thighs are KILLING ME. Woo!

I have fic that I’m Considering(TM) unleashing upon the world later tonight. It’s been awhile since I’ve even touched fic, probably a month or more. I wish I could figure out a way to maintain a steady flow as opposed to the periodic blurts.

Meanwhile, I check my email a zillion times a day waiting for news on the new mumblemumble. WHY IS THE GOVERNMENT SO DAMN SLOW.

Mr. Pitiful by Matt Costa: J2 song, y/y?
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