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Dance with me, let's pretend
May. 14th, 2001 07:25 pmliving in a satellite fantasy...
So. Worked out a schedule. I'm on midnight-8am tonight and tomorrow. Then on Wed, I have 5-midnight. Cool. I get Thurs-Sat off. Then should have to be on for Sun. God, I hope not.
Cross your fingers.
So. Bevcon is SO on. DUDE.
*grooves*
On a worrisome note, my babycar is refusing to go into reverse. At all.
Not too fun.
Still, there's always pushing it, since it's very light.
Hrm.
Anyway. Must dash, other things to do.
hugs
Oh. And it's too damned fucking hot here. Ick.
So. Worked out a schedule. I'm on midnight-8am tonight and tomorrow. Then on Wed, I have 5-midnight. Cool. I get Thurs-Sat off. Then should have to be on for Sun. God, I hope not.
Cross your fingers.
So. Bevcon is SO on. DUDE.
*grooves*
On a worrisome note, my babycar is refusing to go into reverse. At all.
Not too fun.
Still, there's always pushing it, since it's very light.
Hrm.
Anyway. Must dash, other things to do.
hugs
Oh. And it's too damned fucking hot here. Ick.
