shojo

Hello my little poodle-children. I have dislocated my left first toe. Yet again. Yes, I am indeed a klutz, and at that moment I was very alarmed. As the joint left it's socket with a sickening pop, I expressed a slight feeling distress with the carefully chosen words, "BITCH FUCK GOD DAMN JESUS THAT SHITS A CAT!" And truer words have never been spoken.

I really have no balance, no composure. It was completely my fault. You could set an unsuspecting and random bystander on fire and as this person ran around screaming for help while you laughed uncontrollably, you'd find that they'd still have more poise and grace than I. You'd also find yourself behind bars for killing some innocent soul you sick, sick little moo-cow.

This injury wasn't anything new, and although my toe looks like a hideous jelly-beast from hell, I have endured.

Last night the firm's holiday party took place at AsiaSF. That was quite the experience. But since I've probably exhausted your attention span for one journal entry, it'll just have to wait. God.. people just don't pay attention these-... hehe... the smiley faces are silly.

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Additional note: returning to find both Hel and Isobel in the archives was a shocker, it'll take some bloody getting used to.
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