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I died again.
It was kind of amusing.
What is not amusing is having a very sick nephew. Next time I'm rushing down the stairs, I'll probably be more careful about...not tripping.
It was kind of amusing.
What is not amusing is having a very sick nephew. Next time I'm rushing down the stairs, I'll probably be more careful about...not tripping.
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Date: 2010-12-19 12:11 am (UTC)From:Svetlana squeezing your heart out...not to mention how many times Aleto tried to do it. The Templar cutting your head off and then driving seven stakes through you because you were the Antichrist, clearly. The cancer, twice. No...three times? Your visions once. That car accident. Tasha accidentally stabbing you. And the time you fell on your garden shears.
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Date: 2010-12-19 12:12 am (UTC)From:You forgot the time I drowned in that beer vat. God the hangover.
Don't make lists of my deaths, Thomas! It's weird!
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Date: 2010-12-19 12:13 am (UTC)From:How's Noah?
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Date: 2010-12-19 12:14 am (UTC)From:He's doing better than he was yesterday. He'll be alright, he's just frustrated he can't be around Cassandra and Phoebe.
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Date: 2010-12-19 12:15 am (UTC)From:Poor Noah. I know how he feels.
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Date: 2010-12-19 12:16 am (UTC)From:God, so do I.
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Date: 2010-12-19 12:19 am (UTC)From:no subject
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