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[x_maker]

Farm was fun. Apprehensive about pond at first, quickly overcame apprehension due to repeated dunkings by roommate. Have had enough biscuits and gravy to last until 2007, because I believe that is when the last of them will actually leave my system. Suspect Dr. McCoy's mother uses depleted uranium as a garnish. Would explain Dr. McCoy.

Off to go hug my T1 connection. Daddy has missed you so.

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[x-forge.livejournal.com]

Are you cleared for the mech labs yet? Because I'll be up all night, and wouldn't say no to company.

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

HAH! Like that would keep me away.

In reality, what might keep me away is how far the mech labs are. Nngh. Hallway. Where's Jamie?

[x-crowdofone.livejournal.com]

What am I, your taxi service?

. . . Well, maybe, if I'm allowed to whiz you down the hall in a wheelchair or something.

[x-forge.livejournal.com]

Maybe one of those sedan chair things. Or a rickshaw!

[x-crowdofone.livejournal.com]

Rickshaws only go as fast as I can run, and I can't hop on the back and coast down the hall at high speed if I'm pulling it.

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

No, you're my bestest taxi service ever!

And that was clearly the master plan.

[x-crowdofone.livejournal.com]

Well, okay, I can live with that. Do you think we can make the tires on a wheelchair squeak when we turn corners?

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

Only one way to find out!