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Sep. 22nd, 2004 11:22 amI had a dream last night. It was a horrible dream. It involved my attempting to hang myself, losing my left hand, and having my entire left arm replaced with that of a habitual self-harmer. Stitches and insults carved into my flesh, only not my flesh, some alien flesh attached to my body. Digging in the garden to find bones and hands... badness. I'm really not well. So, to cheer myself up, a completely gratuitous pretty men post.

Aziraphael.

Crowley.
I'll see you all when I can sit up for more than ten minutes. For now, I need tea. Thanks for all the good wishes... *g*

Aziraphael.

Crowley.
I'll see you all when I can sit up for more than ten minutes. For now, I need tea. Thanks for all the good wishes... *g*
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Date: 2004-09-22 03:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-22 04:23 am (UTC)I wish I could be there to take care of you.
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Date: 2004-09-22 04:49 am (UTC)Paul = teh good. :D
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Date: 2004-09-22 05:07 am (UTC)Um, I was going to pounce you and sympathise with your sickness and offer you some of my lovely soothing green tea, but I got sort of distracted by how SODDING GORGEOUS THOSE PICTURES ARE.
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Date: 2004-09-22 05:16 am (UTC)Also THAT CROWLEY PIC! *drools* Who is it? I must have his babies...
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Date: 2004-09-22 06:18 am (UTC)Crowley, Rufus Sewell. PLayed Count Adamar in a Knight's Tale... *g*
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Date: 2004-09-22 06:29 am (UTC)But sweetie, your dream...that's awful. I'm so sorry yuou're not well. Take care of yourself today.
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Date: 2004-09-22 07:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-22 07:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-22 08:12 am (UTC)At least you have teh pretty to keep you busy... though you have started me plotting on a new character (for fic at least).
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Date: 2004-09-22 09:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-22 09:32 am (UTC)And that Crowley? Yes.
My roommate and I want a Paul Bettany poster. There aren't any good ones. We are bitter.
And, more importantly - feel better! Wah! *sends hugs*