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Ack, I am out of the loop. If there even is a loop. I cannot WAIT until tomorrow, when I have a day off to sleep actually work on things.

ACK, FMA 51 is out. *_* *is behind*

AHAHAHA, yes Ed, the torch IS made out of a human bone. Probably Cornello's. *snickers* And Ed's picked up Al's gauntlet and tied it to something and has it slung over his shoulder. *vastly amused*

I am completely not allowed to laugh. Ed and the gun. Not laughing. *snickers* DAMMIT.

Edward, you're crazy. And you scare me. <333

>.<

I HATE CLIFFHANGERS.

*coughs into hand*

Anyway.

Work last night was woefully long and boring. I am sick and tired of the elementary school drama we've got going on, and WHY THE FUCK DO I KEEP GETTING DRAGGED INTO IT? Does it LOOK like I care about you and your petty vendettas?! *scratches back of head in annoyance* Cheez. These people are fucking insane -- the quicker I find myself a new job, the quicker I'll be on the road to sanity.

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*dies laughing*

Well, Edward mangaged to get into the first detention of the year. Though it's all Roy's fault.

And I have to go to work now. *mournful*