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Well, this is a wonderful welcome home. The apartment's a disaster area, my ride didn't meet me at the airport and the cops were waiting at the front door to serve me when I got home.

Fan-fucking-tastic.

I'm *this* close to crying and there's no one in the entire damn world that I can talk to about it.

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I took the test. I am.... Kelly! *insert shocked gasp here* Kat took it too. She got me, then she got Laura. She was muchly amused.

I am boooored. And tired. I want choco and smarminess to cheer me up, but I have none of the former and little of the latter. Perhaps 'tis time for a Walmart run...