The hell is going on?

[xp_phoenix]

So, I woke up no longer feeling any sort of compulsion to rhyme, rhythm, meter or truthfulness. Which, don't get me wrong, I'm perfectly glad to be not under the influence of whatever it was. But I've no idea what it was or why.

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[x-cloudy.livejournal.com]

I admit this was fun, no really, a ton, but it's starting to lose all it's charm. I'm lacking all tact, and if I'm not sacked, I'd at least like to dodge bodily harm. :)