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[froodle]

Three days! Three fucking days with no system, with moronic customers and snotty collectors and pissy account managers and all of them pissing in my ear as if I am the fucking Patron Saint of Shitty Computer Programmes! The phrase "I am a collector" is not an appropriate response when I ask you for the Goddamn postcode. I don't care if you're the Queen of fucking Sheba, you give me the information I ask for or you get the fuck off my line and let me help somebody who isn't going to give me attitude.

Seriously, some days I could just kill people and wear bits of their anatomy around my neck as a warning to others.

In other news, Earthian manga OMG! Pretty boys with wings, forbidden love and the fate of the world hanging in the balance... yup, that's pretty much everything you need for an awesome story right there.