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[forgedsoul.livejournal.com]

Maybe this sort of thing isn't so bad when your messages aren't too long.

I've been thinking about opening a business. I ran an investigative agency back home, and then a law firm, and I can't see myself stocking food at Babylon Mart. Is there anything that you think a guy like me could undertake? I'm a several hundred year old vampire. I'm sure I've got enough skills for something. I mean, hey, I can even cook!

Not that this is related, but I found your game of Twister, Faith. It was sitting in the erotica aisle. At least they don't pull any punches.


I figure I should mention, before I send this off, that if any of you have anything to say about Cordelia Chase, you can direct it right to me. That means you, too, Mears.

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Okay how about I just skip over the erotic part and jump right to the You Trying to Play My Hero Via the Internet.

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uh About which I'm gonna say "don't"?

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Here, I'll fix that right now.

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Now get back to the part where we talk about having Angel Investigations again. Cause, like, I'm not really cut out for the corporate rat race.

[forgedsoul.livejournal.com]

So ... small scale, then?

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We're not exactly swimming in a big fishtank, buddy.

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I saw the big letters. There are some things they shouldn't be saying, and I don't know where they got the idea.

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Yeah, it's kinda hard to explain because you never did the whole high school thing, but I guess "bitterness" is probably a good word for his crap.

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I thought that was the best part. Have you been in these stores?

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God. It wasn't Jonathan's shop was it? I'm afraid of that back corner.