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Apr. 11th, 2012 02:00 pm
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Okay so life sucks, no arguments there.

Thank you, everyone, for your lovely comments and sympathies, they were a great help to me during my twelve hour crying jag. I thought I was cried out, but I find myself leaking every now and then.

Amidst the horribleness that was yesterday, I received a phone call.

As you know, I have had many a trial the past few months, what with health, death, plumbing and unemployment issues making me wonder if I was ever going to catch a motherfucking break.

About a month ago I had a job interview at a big company where a friend of mine works and he handed my resume over to his boss.

Yada, yada, yada.

I got the job. I'll be starting at the end of the month.

Yay.

So, yeah. I'm pleased about that, am kind of bummed that I got the call just as the decision to put Wish to sleep was being made so I really had to put a whole lot of false cheer in my voice for my now-new-boss.

I'm now counting the my left over free time as holiday and arrangement making time.
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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.

*KABOOM!*

-"V for Vendetta"

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