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In hideous pain masked by unnatural amounts of Ibuprofin, forced to continually remind myself that I am not surrounded by evil minions of Satan who deserve death, but merely co-workers. Fuckers.

Mom is so het up for the new Harry Potter movie that I fear she may do herself an injury. She's actually planning to drive out to the theater this afternoon and buy tickets in advance. Next thing you know she's gonna book a trip on the Russian space station.

New Icons for the people (cross-posted from iconaddicts)

(this one's taken, but I wanted to show it off.)


( More MIB and Mystery Men behind the LJ Cut. )