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A little musical interlude... [Sep. 8th, 2004|10:24 pm]
[Current Mood |accomplished]
[Current Music |Run-DMC - Run's House]

Whose house?
Gunn's house.
I said, whose house?
Gunn's house (say what? say what?)
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(no subject) [Aug. 9th, 2004|02:01 pm]
[Current Mood | pissed off]

Never seems to work. Get out there, you put your ass out there to get it done - and they still slit the girl's throat.

Forget this crap, yo. It ain't worth it. I'm goin' back to sleep.
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(no subject) [Jul. 9th, 2004|02:14 am]
So this is how it is. Charles Gunn, vampire hunter, muscle man, ace lawyer... it all comes down to a man in a chair. Some fool who thought he'd go down swingin' becomes a cripple.

Out of the hospital and into the "hospitality." Get my own first floor room. Wasn't that nice of Angel? Make sure I'm accomodated for? Can't have nothin' with stairs no more - Chuckie can't wheel up that shit. No sir, gotta be real nice, smile at 'im a lot. Let him know he's still "part of the team."

Yeah. Ain't a single one of ya'll know what this is like, so don't pretend. I'm useless. Impotent. Hell, I'm worse than that. I'm in the way. A liability.

Don't give me your pity. Just stay the hell outta my way.
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(no subject) [Jun. 30th, 2004|02:29 pm]
[Current Mood | ain't nothin' to tell]
[Current Music |bein' kidnapped by the Lite FM]

Rotatin' guard of people I barely know, all makin' sure yours truly is still injured. Well, peep this - I am. I get the concern and the "you'll be all right," but what none of ya'll get is that I got a leg jutting out of me that might as well be nothin'. Stuck up with pins and columns.

Gotta keep a cheery face, though. Don't wanna disappoint the wetnurses. Just play gin rummy like gramama taught me, and give 'em a big ol' grin.

Sorry, yo, but this shit is... kinda raw. Doc says I'm gonna be in a wheelchair when I get out. If I'm lucky, may be able to upgrade to crutches, maybe a cane. Guess I'm not gonna be winnin' no races anytime soon.
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