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maderrIt makes me sad that it's already the ninth, and I'm barely getting to enjoy my favorite month. My LJ is still way too summer, but it's going to have to suffer awhile longer.
For my family: Left my phone at work
Am so fucking tired of working Saturdays, but I can't just not do it - the money helps, and the work needs to get done, and I have time off in Nov so I can last that long, right? -__- I'd kill for a quiet weekend, though. Hopefully Sunday will be quiet, but I'm not holding my breath.
Sammikins and I, upon occasion, will play a game of sorts - I will text her lyrics or a verse of a poem, and she'll text back the next portion. Or she starts it. I was actually going to text her the start of a story we both like, but never got the chance:
The thousand injuries of Fortunato I had borne as I best could, but when he ventured upon insult I vowed revenge.
Now to see if I can get some work done *sigh*
For my family: Left my phone at work
Am so fucking tired of working Saturdays, but I can't just not do it - the money helps, and the work needs to get done, and I have time off in Nov so I can last that long, right? -__- I'd kill for a quiet weekend, though. Hopefully Sunday will be quiet, but I'm not holding my breath.
Sammikins and I, upon occasion, will play a game of sorts - I will text her lyrics or a verse of a poem, and she'll text back the next portion. Or she starts it. I was actually going to text her the start of a story we both like, but never got the chance:
The thousand injuries of Fortunato I had borne as I best could, but when he ventured upon insult I vowed revenge.
Now to see if I can get some work done *sigh*
