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21 December 2013 - 02:47 skin grease The wind is howling outside, and I feel so filthy, I can't sleep. Work is hell. I hate work. Ninja diggs it, but Whatserfatface is working tomorrow also. *sigh* I dunno. I always thought I didn't give a shit about anything regarding that one, but I guess I'm still prone to jealousy. I don't want anyone to like her. I even hate her, I think, but maybe that's just me Sandra-Auroring with Ninja and Polla. Sandra-Auroring. What a stupid term. Auring would make a better term, I think (now that's just Grizzler talking).I need to shower. Gah, I'm so sleepy. Mom's snoring loudly, the wind can't drown her out. There's that pulsing in our brain that comes from thinking too much. *goan* Oh, put it down, put it down! Put us down, go to sleep. Everything smells like cat piss in here. � 
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