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Countdown to Judgement Day: 24 Days
*trudgety-trudge*
*trudge*
*tosses stuff onto the newly cleared chair*
Espresso…or a latte…either way…
Well, today was interesting.
The days that I missed due to the BSoD I had last week on learning the countdown had begun have been made up in one fell swoop. Eight-and-a-half hour shift, with a rotating Laundry/Rooms assignment. My leg is giving me the most exquisite sort of pain, a stretching-frozen sort of sensation that demands the magic of Tiger Balm and a compression bandage. I only just made it in time before the bank closed, avoiding the looming overdraft fee.
I JUST stepped into my apartment five minutes ago.
I need reeeeeeeeeeeeest… *flops over*
Medic…preferably a medic packing a latte…
Oh they WILL.
Date: 2011-08-26 02:21 am (UTC)Scout will be FAR too amused.
PFFFFFFFFFFFFF
Date: 2011-08-26 02:37 am (UTC)Because you know. There are only dudes in the base. (inb4PYRO) What else is there to do once they get drugged up thanks to Medic to make it seem like it was all a part of the party?
Re: PFFFFFFFFFFFFF
Date: 2011-08-26 02:41 am (UTC)Medic: Nothing! *aura of doves*
Everyone else: ...
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Date: 2011-08-26 02:48 am (UTC)Scout: WHY DON'T YOU COME OVER AND SAY THAT TO MY FACE, TOUGH GUY?
Medic: Zis is going just as I expected. /grin
Heavy: Wat that mean, doctor?
Now I wish there was a MEDICJUSTASPLANNED picture.
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Date: 2011-08-26 02:57 am (UTC)