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[postits]

I Died In My Canon meeting today at three-thirty. I promise you, the quality of waffles has improved since our last meeting. Well, I would say that the meals are on me, but with the recent cut in pay, that's a no go. However, new arrivals are welcome as always. I was never much for tabula rasa, but there's something to be said for New Year housekeeping. Mr. Ludluck, I do hope you'll be joining us. You can have the seat of honor, right across from myself.

On an unrelated note, pacifism is an interesting concept. I hope that some of us choose to learn it.

All of the cook books are supremely helpful, thank you. Nathan, I'm interested in cooking for you and your family soon, if that's possible. Georgia, you're welcome to join in, I think you would get along well with the Petrellis and Claire. Or as well as you get along with me, at any rate.

And I'm done.

Comments

[ex_wells219]

Our database says I have a copy of some highschool kid's paper about your movie, but I might be able to track it down! Or it could be in one of the big boxes of unmarked discs which I haven't got around to sorting yet.

[notwalking]

Anything you can find would be great. You're a good man.

[ex_wells219]

Thankyou! I'll look.

[notwalking]

Knox and I will drop by later, then.

[bestchild.livejournal.com]

With real bananas? I'm there.

[captnkennit.livejournal.com]

Ha. Will Georgia be attending the meeting?

[captnkennit.livejournal.com]

What a tragedy. We shall have to meet again soon.

[postits]

No. And if she does drop by, you are to stay far the fuck away from her.

[captnkennit.livejournal.com]

Come now, that's hardly fair. I merely wanted to see if she enjoyed her Christmas gift; I apologise if you have somehow misconstrued my intentions. I am sure I will see her another time, then.

[postits]

I don't skimp, Ms. Asuka.

[bestchild.livejournal.com]

Ugh, that sounds like I'm a forty-year old hag. It's just Asuka, thanks.

[postits]

Oh, yes, your intentions are pure as freshly-driven snow. I apologize if I misinterpreted anything, Mr. Ludluck. I would still prefer if you stayed close to me during the meeting.

[postits]

Formalities. I apologize.

[heartskira.livejournal.com]

Let me know if you need any help~ or want to borrow bowls and things, Sofer-sama!!

[bestchild.livejournal.com]

Trust me, I'm used to it, I spent enough time in Japan. But for the future!

[postits]

I'll see if I can wrangle Georgia, though I make no promises.

[postits]

It's much appreciated, Ms. Misa.

[captnkennit.livejournal.com]

Ah, the tragedy of notoriety. I shall be as close as you wish me to be, Sofer.

[postits]

Vaguely disturbing and yet, appreciated.

[fucktoiletseats.livejournal.com]

Did you say "free food"? Because I thought I heard you say "free food".

And what, did you get in trouble already or something?

[postits]

Free food entices everyone.

That depends, peanut. Which part are you talking about?

[fucktoiletseats.livejournal.com]

Working at a bare-walled bookstore doesn't net you much, so I like to jump at the opportunity. Besides, my roommate doesn't do shit.

The pay cut. Did you piss your boss off that fast?

[postits]

Is he still that bad? You're free to come by for dinner any time, as long as you let me know first.

Ah, that. How shall I put this. Are you enjoying your waffle iron?

[fucktoiletseats.livejournal.com]

It's just annoying, feeding two people, and he eats a lot. Then again, Daisy wasn't exactly a fountain of money either, so I should be used to this.

I'm suddenly very afraid to answer that question.

[postits]

Make him forage for his own food, if he's not helping.

It's an illegal waffle iron. Moreover, it's my old waffle iron, and certain men may claim that I am using them to cover up petty larceny, but the fact of the matter is that I had to buy a new one for the restaurant. And I think we both know difficult it is to come by a waffle iron in this godforsaken place.

It's not your fault. He's an asshole.