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Astronaut Paramour [Mar. 25th, 2008|02:01 pm]
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Do you ever have days...

...when you feel like you're an astronaut who'll never go to space?
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[User Picture]From: [info]very
2008-03-25 08:19 pm (UTC)

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everyday?
[User Picture]From: [info]barrysarll
2008-03-25 10:19 pm (UTC)

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That would be most days.
[User Picture]From: [info]mirabehn
2008-03-25 10:43 pm (UTC)

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Oh yes.
[User Picture]From: [info]floralaetifica
2008-03-26 02:02 am (UTC)

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Yes indeedy.
[User Picture]From: [info]mostlycrazy
2008-03-26 05:26 am (UTC)

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<3
[User Picture]From: [info]strange_powers
2008-03-26 09:11 am (UTC)

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I do indeed. All the other days are ones where I feel that I'm the only person who ever has.
[User Picture]From: [info]undyingking
2008-03-26 10:10 am (UTC)

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No. Astronauts worthy of the name can invent their own space to go to.

Edited at 2008-03-26 10:11 am (UTC)
[User Picture]From: [info]bateleur
2008-03-26 04:32 pm (UTC)

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How do I get back from space?
[User Picture]From: [info]gm000
2008-04-01 08:54 pm (UTC)

Dreamlands vision

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Was in your 'Christian Vicar/R.A.F chaplain/N.A.T.O Grandfather' study. I was trying to steal the skunk~maryjane-mixed with cinammon sticks from your special cigar box on your shelf. You then came into the room, so I had to stop trying to grab at the contents of the box; you were wearing a blue crown or headdress.

Suddenly, all of history was going down into the drains: The floor was collapsing... Mush and brick and rubble and wet mud and water... Broken pipes... Cake-layers of various ages of London all falling into the broken sewers which were collapsing in turn. London/History as we currently know it was swirling down into Hades...

Then I woke up.