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Hippolyta Hollister ([personal profile] h_hollister) wrote2007-06-27 02:18 pm
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Crotch-rocket. A. Christ. On. Y'all can put the words in the necessary order.

General update, for those of you out there that still give a rat's arse: Mostly broke, leaking money like a hole in the side of a bank on skid row. Pub upright, in the black, but it's swiftly strolling down the path and sneaking into a paleish salmon color. Still no progress on new money making scheme, although another pools ticket was bought, just on the off-chance that Lady Luck decides to give me a tongue bath. Still dealing with SeƱor's little, erm, fits. Building still doing a barbeque impression, and nobody brought coleslaw.

How the hell is it almost July already?
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*locked*

[personal profile] gadgetqueen 2007-06-28 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
Hips... you know I'm here. Hell, I'll buy some of your stuff from you and sell it back when you get flush again, just so you don't feel all weird. Or, hell.... I know you're good for it.

Re: *locked*

[identity profile] h-hollister.livejournal.com 2007-06-28 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
Eiko, honey. I already owe you my first, second, third and possibly fourth through eighteenth born children. I...I CAN'T take your money. I just can't. I'd feel like the worst kind of leech. Hell, I already feel like you do all the work in this friendship. :/