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[wickedflea]

First week of January 1996. Christ, almost ten years ago! That was one shitty year.

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[first-lobster.livejournal.com]

Hey, saying_things told me to add you because you're the only one of LJ that's as miserable as me- I'm really counting on you to deliver here...

[carocrow.livejournal.com]

That's ma boy, checking out The Orgy.

I wonder how long it will be until the Quarter is back to normal?

[carocrow.livejournal.com]

OMG, tell Lisa to STFU (hahahahaha).

[first-lobster.livejournal.com]

I heard you're happy. I don't think I'm allowed to talk to you...

[carocrow.livejournal.com]

If you can call living in a tin roofed shack without hot running water happy, then I'm ecstatic.

However, except for my psychotic mother and a few other extranea, my personal life is in pretty good shape ;-)

You can talk to me. I promise not to improve your mood unless you really want me to.

[albert71292.livejournal.com]

Luckily, according to the news channels, the French Quarter didn't "fill up" like predicted... although there is some wind damage.

[carocrow.livejournal.com]

Well, whatever is left will be looted before the week is out. It's like Thunderdome in the Tropics down there.

[albert71292.livejournal.com]

Yes, I heard on TV that a Winn Dixie in downtown New Orleans was already been being looted, and that was on a cable station at 3pm central.

[saying-things.livejournal.com]

I didn't say he was miserable! I just said he was funny. If he IS miserable, he cloaks it in Funny because I can't tell.

But yeah, you and he are two of the only funny ones left.

[first-lobster.livejournal.com]

Ah, ok, that's true, you didn't say he was miserable- I just associate funny with my cold, cold heart...

[first-lobster.livejournal.com]

Ah, thank god. I was worried you would try and shower me with glitter or something.

And as long as you stay without hot running water, I can accept your happiness...

[saying-things.livejournal.com]

YOU'RE NOT COLD.

[saying-things.livejournal.com]

And your eye is normal. And you don't live in a hut next to Hogwarts and raise dragons.

[first-lobster.livejournal.com]

That's TRUE! And my skin isn't green...

[first-lobster.livejournal.com]

Haha, I know. :)

[saying-things.livejournal.com]

Werd.

[wickedflea.livejournal.com]

. . . who are you people?

[saying-things.livejournal.com]

We are The Irrelevants.

[carocrow.livejournal.com]

*nods* B.O. makes all of us a little less human. Or more human? Who knows.

[carocrow.livejournal.com]

At least you aren't "The Aristocrats".

[buscemi.livejournal.com]

"French Style" entertainment. Yeah, I'll bet. ;) I love that they have signs telling people not to park on the sidewalk. Hee.

[wickedflea.livejournal.com]

I'd say I was pleased to meet you if I weren't so freaking miserable . . . :P

[kikibelle.livejournal.com]

Sure, fine. Ignore me. Say I'm not funny. Bitch.

You know what words came out of my mouth today? "Worm jerky"

If that isn't funny, I don't know what is.

[bellastrega.livejournal.com]

you haven't aged a day.

[wickedflea.livejournal.com]

That bears an explanation. ;)

[saying-things.livejournal.com]

You send me postcards about giving head to dental patients. THAT is funny.

[kikibelle.livejournal.com]

I could make up stories about someone who is poorly endowed masturbating or about epileptic invertebrates... but unfortunately the truth is much less interesting.

In the parking lot at work, an earthworm decided there was more to life than a little patch of grass and flowers and struck out on a quest to see the world. Unfortunately it's been in the 90's lately, so his quest lasted all of three inches past the curb. We tried to save him, but alas, our efforts were in vain, the poor little intrepid traveler was already crispy. So we remarked on his sad passing as only sensitive souls could, "mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm worm jerky...."

[kikibelle.livejournal.com]

Maybe.

We have switches to run both the vacuum pump and the air compressor. When we relabeled them, I suggested that we label them as "suck" and "blow." For some reason, my suggestion was vetoed.

I have to send out that last batch of card, but I need a good story. I suppose that I'll just have to do something stupid today... like that's a real change from the normal routine.