in between shoots...

... i manage to log on.

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A young man sits nearby while i smoke my cigarette. His posture is tense, and on his lap lies a bouquet of white roses, which he picks up once in a while to check out. Is it wilting? He's been there for a while now. I wonder if his date stood him up.

Awww. I miss getting flowers.

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The day is nearly done and we're only a quarter done of our list. Dammit. Those cakes look real good though :-P mmmm... am craving something dark and chocolate-y.

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I remember when stuff like these thrilled the hell out of me. Now it's just giving me one big headache.