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[h_hollister]

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 Señor'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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[foxitrix.livejournal.com]

I assure you, you'd be surprised at what I would and wouldn't like. And there's so many more options besides Spandex now! This thing, what I'm wearing now? All leather. Pleather, actually. It breathes way better.

Plus I can FLY. Well, float. With occasional jetpack assistance. Also, did I mention that I HAVE A JETPACK. I get to run around and stab people if I think they deserve a good stabbing. I am one Bruce Campbell LMD and one Angelina Jolie LMD away from having the perfect lifestyle.

[h-hollister.livejournal.com]

Dude. I want a jet pack. ._.

Although I've also been considering a vacation in Azeroth since Macs don't support CoH the bastards but instead has WoW.

[foxitrix.livejournal.com]

The jetpack is sweet. And it dispenses free Mentos!

and that blows, since I'm not at all interested in WoW. Oh well, another victim of the digital divide.