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May. 30th, 2005 05:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Gods, I'm dead. My arms ache, my back aches and my fingers feel like they've been skinned. Good thing this is only for two days because I absolutely hate it. Respect for anyone who does this sort of job on a long term basis, but dude, I'd get depressed and suicidal if I had to do this for a week. It's mindnumbing at best and you can't even escape in fanfic.
*curls up and dies*
Let's not forget that I hardly slept at all.
Shoot me now?
*curls up and dies*
Let's not forget that I hardly slept at all.
Shoot me now?
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Date: 2005-05-31 10:58 am (UTC)*prods*
*pokes*
still alive?
what did they make you do, by the way?
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Date: 2005-05-31 03:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-05-31 05:01 pm (UTC)err.. right. *sends over lots of massages, chocolates and soothing music*