"Who wrote this report?"
Stuck"You spelled 'Federal Bureau of Investigation' wrong."
"...typo?"
The X-Files are teh awesome.
That is all.
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MightyWinter is passing, but not slowly by, Not a quiet fading in to the night. "'I am Ozymandias!'" it does cry, But the king of kings will lose the fight.Mighty
A flower blooms from the ground beneath it, A petite demonstration of power. "Foul!" shouts Winter, his works fail to quite, But there before Spring the mighty cower.
A bitter battle ensues, but in vain, For this pattern has been entrenched in time. The frosts thaw out, the biting wind's bane Is gentle; warm winds defeating the rime.
A new Ozy appears green from the ice, To reign until a new seaso
by ~I-Am-Blindfolded
Quitting“I just came to tell you in person, David.” Ann stands in front of her psychiatrist’s desk, hands resting on the lacquer finish as she leans over. The desk is a rich brown-red mahogany. Various physics knick-knacks are scattered on the surface, and a small laptop lies unobtrusively in one corner. David leans back in his chair slightly. “If you’re here, then maybe you want me to talk you out of quitting our session.” He gives a small, knowing smile. “You well know that I only came here at all at my father’s request.Quitting
by ~I-Am-Blindfolded
Another Day at the OfficeThe clock over the revolving door reads 8:25 as Ann sweeps through it; her small frame exuding confidence and ruthless efficiency. Several people step out of her way as she makes her way to the elevator. Sticking her arm in the closing doors, she wedges herself in and finds herself standing next to Martin. He spares her a quick look but quickly averts his eyes. Ann doesn’t even glance in his direction during the ride. The elevator dings and the doors slowly slide open. “You’re fired, Martin,” Ann states as she walks out the door, leaving MartinAnother Day at the Office
by ~I-Am-Blindfolded
A Quiet Cup of Coffee 15 years later, Ann silently opens her eyes to the night around her. Eyes flicking this way and that, she notes for the 615th time her black velvet bedspread, her black cherry hardwood floor with the beautiful oriental rug, her matching black cherry bookcase that fills her room's entire west wall, and the black curtains billowing slightly from the crack she always leaves in her bedroom window. Glancing at the clock, she sees the green numbers luminesce 3:33. Sighing heavily, Ann sits up and rubs her eyes. "I'm here again," she whispers to herselA Quiet Cup of Coffee
by ~I-Am-Blindfolded
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