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I no longer vote at a methadone clinic! Votetastic!

Terrible dreams last night about smug BS from men I have known. Feh on them.

Oh man, I hurt from fencing. Less bad in the legs from last time, more in the arms.

Sinus thing seems gone again, after I was sure I was getting the flu yesterday.

I am wearing the _cutest_ outfit ever that manages to reference sort of every obsession I have, ever. I do not have a camera, and so you must live with this idea: 17-year-old Snape filtered through Swordspoint. Being batshit is fun!

Listening to My Chemical Romance yesterday was bad, because now that stupid song is stuck in my head.

Eshakti finally shipped my suit.

LJ needs to stop sucking with comments. And I need to stop LJ'ing when half asleep and managing to delete the comments I do get!

Onward.

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[mystrys.livejournal.com]

I have to vote at a Southern Baptist Church here in North Carolina - I'm convinced that every time I go in there - I'm going to get nailed by a randomly thrown lighting bolt!!! (I guess it's still better than a methadone clinic though - giggle) -Mystrys

[grr-rob.livejournal.com]

>17-year-old Snape filtered through Swordspoint.

I'm finding this alarming charming and kind of hot. Thank you.

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

I am wearing the _cutest_ outfit ever that manages to reference sort of every obsession I have, ever.

It's reassuring to know that I'm not the only person who does this. Not that my new habit of wearing rings has anything to do with Alec.

[rm.livejournal.com]

Far far far from it. My wardrobe is actually pretty scary that way, but it all works together enough that only those in the know, know.