Plotting Wicked Things
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Tired.

In pain (although not as bad as it was).

Hungry.

Thirsty.

I need to go upstairs soon, take painmeds, get something to drink... but dammit, I'm having FUN. *grin*

I'm talking with Rhett, debating evil and sadistic things to do to someone who shall henceforth be known as D. And no, not Dashwood. Different D.

A rather annoying, irritating, stuck-up, stubborn, middle-management D.

Who in my opinion deserves all the evilness we could dream up and more.

Good thing I don't really run life, yes?

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