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omg, I left my notebook sitting in the lounge at work, filled with porn. And not only porn, but kinky ass porn. Not only that but kind of gross porn too. Whhhhhhhyyyyyy? I must be getting senile, holy shit. Tomorrow is going to be the worst day ever. plus, god damn it, I had the end of my SVBB story mapped out in there. Damn. I hope to christ I didn't have any under age Dean/Sam in there too, but something tells me that I'm not that lucky.
ETA: Mr R, who is a motherfucking SAINT just ran me by the job and it was on the floor in front of the locker I used today--looks like no one touched it--YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!! Lucky ass me!!! BEST HUSBAND IN THE WHOLE DAMN WORLD!!!! until the next time he pisses me off... OMG, my friends, the relief--it's wonderful. :)
NO MORE PORNING AT WORK!!!! This is the second time this has happened--the last time I lost a whole notebook that never showed up again.
ETA: Mr R, who is a motherfucking SAINT just ran me by the job and it was on the floor in front of the locker I used today--looks like no one touched it--YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!! Lucky ass me!!! BEST HUSBAND IN THE WHOLE DAMN WORLD!!!! until the next time he pisses me off... OMG, my friends, the relief--it's wonderful. :)
NO MORE PORNING AT WORK!!!! This is the second time this has happened--the last time I lost a whole notebook that never showed up again.

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Bad!babdbabdbabd!
"Mr Rogers would like to know... can you say Fuck My Life?"
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Oh dear I really hope they don't *fingers crossed*
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About two months ago, I took my laptop over to a friend's house so he could copy my iTunes library. Unfortunately, his external hardrive wasn't Mac compatible. So, the nosy bastard goes through some of my open docs and starts reading my Sam/Cas fics out loud to a party full of people. I told him if he didn't stop, I was going to write a slash fic with him and his little brother, make him the bottom and post it on his FB wall.
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Sorry that happened. Hope you get it back safe and unread.
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Got them back though, thank god!!! *GGGG* Whew!!
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He never said anything about it to me, but with the worried looks he was giving me after it was the most awkward moment of my life. All I could think was to the next day tell my Mum about how some friend of mine on-line send me a story to ask for my opinion and I didn't know how to respond because it was kind of weird, and then hope that my Dad listening in the background would take his cues from that and at least think I wasn't deliberately seeking out that kind of stuff... o_0
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Right after I posted this, Mr R ran me back to the job, and I found it. Last time I bring work to work, lol!
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*HUGSBACK*
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*twirls you*
But, seriously - who would actually go through a 'found' lap top or tablet? That's just insane. Wouldn't even *occur* to me.
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I think if my boss every found a notebook of mine laying around the office, he'd be afraid to look inside. lol I know most of my family is. *g*
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These guys here know better than to look inside any notebook of mine. Though I suspect poor Mr. R might have once by accident!
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I can see someone being a douchecanoe and tacking it up all over the employee lounge . . .
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Glad you got it back. I've had those panicky moments before that I've left some of my writings lying around at work, even though I'm usually pretty darned careful about those.
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Yay for Mr. R! He's a knight in shining armour!
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heeeeeeeeeee! geez, that thing is just hypnotic....
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Only a couple of people know--but they don't really believe me, hah!
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