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maderrIn so much pain. Will either get over it or overdose. Either works.
And here's you're "woah, weird" moment of the day (or at least mine).
Labeling envelopes, came across one that said "George Frankenstein"
The label after that? Was to "Shelly Securities"
How freakin' whack is that?
And here's you're "woah, weird" moment of the day (or at least mine).
Labeling envelopes, came across one that said "George Frankenstein"
The label after that? Was to "Shelly Securities"
How freakin' whack is that?
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Date: 2005-02-24 03:54 pm (UTC)I got a letter from the National Health Services in my box on Feb. 15th for a Pap Smear and it was addressed to "Alexandra David." Whoever this person is evidently lived exactly 2 floors below me, but she doesn't live here anymore. Of course, this appeared in my box an hour after I got a drunken e-mail from ODB.
Definitely some kind of sick cosmic joke.
Anyways, my grandparents lived down the street from "The Hamburger's"...
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Date: 2005-02-24 05:01 pm (UTC)*amused* Better then getting something addressed to Alucard from the Blood Bank *laugh* At least Frankentstein seems to be manage his finances better? *grin*
... why am I suddenly picturing a finance self-help group for the humanly-challenged... O.o (to be polite about it)
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Date: 2005-02-24 05:13 pm (UTC)NO YOU MAY NOT
Date: 2005-02-24 05:58 pm (UTC)Get your gods-despised ass to class.
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Date: 2005-02-24 10:24 pm (UTC)Also, I am now changing my name to George Frankenstein.
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Date: 2005-02-24 10:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-02-25 05:07 pm (UTC)