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apocalypsosIs it the weekend yet? *whimper* I want to spend two days pretending my only job is to write and finding a theater that's showing Shaun of the Dead, damn it. *kicks something*
Bah. Let's try something weird for inspiration. Give me an everyday object and a line of dialogue, and I'll see if I can stick it into the TroNoWriMo story just for kicks.
Bah. Let's try something weird for inspiration. Give me an everyday object and a line of dialogue, and I'll see if I can stick it into the TroNoWriMo story just for kicks.
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Date: 2004-09-23 07:46 pm (UTC)"It's not so much that I want the sparkly green pen, but you see, the sparkles inside of it supply me with life-force. And I get awfully shitty if I don't have life-force."
"I'm still not giving you my pen."
"Fuck."