I don’t need to exercise anymore this week. I walked freaking 10,000 steps just from a 6-hour shift at work.
Hehehehehehehe, (kill me)
-Should I nap or just try to well damn
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Yesterday I worked 9AM to 7PM. I then had to work from 11PM to 7AM. My next shift started at 11AM to 8PM. If I am to get 8 hours of sleep then I have 0 hours to myself 😝 This is America!
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my co worker only let me go on break 20 MINUTES BEFORE CLOSING WHATTHEFUCK
bonne apetit
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Having a cat in winter time is very very dangerous they don’t warn you.
“It’s cold.” I knew that part. I’ve been through 27 “it’s cold”s in my life. “It’s cold AND there’s a soft little cat asleep on my bed with me”? Dangerous. Absolutely dangerous. You will never ever get up again.
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Just finished my Arby’s shift and I’m so tired why must the good suffer😭
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where is agent 4? duh working at grizzco!
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in my five years delivering pizza, these are definitely the best delivery instructions i’ve ever gotten
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They call it "8 hour shift" because by the time its over you shifted into some sort of beast
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i love u butches who work in factories i love u butches who work in warehouses i love u butches with jobs as mechanics and machinists and glass blowers and package handlers and bakers and electricians and welders i love u butches who do physical labor because we've managed to carve out a niche for ourselves in these industries.... i love u working class butches!!!!
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Damian didn't mean to.
But looking at the horror on Batman's face, he also knows it doesn't matter.
Someone had managed to sneak up on him, immediately after a fight.
Damian, exhausted and wounded and ever so slightly drugged by fear toxin, reacted.
He'd spun around and run his katana through the attacker-but it wasn't an attacker. It was a civilian, who was staring down at the sword in his chest with a stunned expression.
The civilian looked up, blue eyes meeting Damian's through the mask.
"I was just..." The man trails off, dropping the first-aid kid he'd been carrying.
Damian knows his time as Robin is over.
Danny, on the other hand, can already feel his healing factor trying to kick in, and just needs to figure out how to convince Robin to remove the Katana so it can work without letting Batman know he's a meta.
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I was scared, Darla. I was so scared. I was certain I’d been set up, that they wouldn’t be returning. I turned to leave, hoping I could get back to the TMA feed but then the program began to speak from where it was trapped in the computer.
It was their voices. It was Jon and Martin's voices. I know you won’t believe me but they read the stories and I know it was their voices. I froze in place.
They grew clearer, and as the distortion faded from the recording for a moment I could make out the mechanical tones, the off-putting cadence. They spoke slowly, intoning the incident reports with steady, measured voices. Something was speaking through them, from inside the machine.
I said the only thing I could think: “Jon? Martin? Is that you?”
And those voices I have loved for eight years answered: “Some of them.”
And then they laughed.
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He's an ugly crier, but we love him for it
Lilia is one of the characters who I cannot and will not ship my MC with. He's just so parent/grandpa coded to me. It feels wrong at worst and like a crack ship at best
Also Malleus is so cat-shaped. Big sack of attitude and beans
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