standing in the rain while my precious, precious lunch got cold.
"second floor lounge detector went off. and there is the smell of burnt toast. over."
(UNDER CONSTRUCTION. that is to say, i'll be fixing some things eventually.) observations, rants, and musings. p.s. i like the daunting amount of text. woop!
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