*Iz Ded from Stabbing*

[jetpack_monkey]

So, midnightfae and I have found a new place to be roomies together, looks like. Which is excellent for more reasons than one...

For one, I'm apparently dead.

I was at the grocery store with midnightfae, and I ran into this older fellow who also lives at my apartment complex. He said, "Young man, I thought you were dead." To which I thought, "Say what?" He went onto explain -- there was a stabbing at 1 AM last night near my apartment complex and common gossip was that I had been the victim of the stabbing... and that midnightfae was the stabber.

I assume this is because I am the youngest renter in my complex.

So, yes. Looking forward to new place. Do not wish to be dead.

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[jetpack-monkey.livejournal.com]

"Coach Baltar... I don't know if I can play with this torn hamstring."

"Right, Leoben, well..." Baltar stares off into the distance. "Oh that's very nice, but not right now... yes, well, um... oooh, stop that..." He shakes his head. "This team's counting on you, Leoben. Now if... if you don't mind, I shall be in my office. Alone."

[qkellie.livejournal.com]

*dies*

[jetpack-monkey.livejournal.com]

Hey, that's my gig.