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[i_kender]

Wish me luck if you have any spare... I just asked for a pay raise. Which means either I'll get it (or part of it) or I could be unemployed by the end of the week.

But I am eating a cheese sandwich made using cheddar from Neal's Yard Dairy which is so good it's making me weep at the choir of angels that appears every time I take a bite. And I'm about to follow with a nice bottle of wine I picked up on the way home. Chin chin!

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[zazuomgwtf.livejournal.com]

good luck and enjoy your wine and cheese!

[i_kender]

Thanks honey!

[cabarethaze.livejournal.com]

I figure, the way my year's been going, my luck is not compatible with myself! Henceforthly, I send you all my luck.

....and this means you need to share some cheese. I am a cheesewhore, I admit it. I'll wipe my drool from the screen, I promise ;)

[i_kender]

I promise to return your luck.

Also, Neal's Yard do the best cheese in London. I am a committed cheese fiend myself so I should know.

[cabarethaze.livejournal.com]

I now have a painful craving for Harlech. Welsh, I think? Mmm, and Chimay. Cheeeeeese.

I know what I have to do next time I'm in London. Should be in a couple months, yay!

[blankbadge.livejournal.com]

I have taken a squad of the lesbian ninja brigade from their normal Simon pleasing duties to organise a raise for you.

That always brings good luck!

And damn, that sounds like a good sandwich.

[i_kender]

Oh-huh-huh-huh lesbian ninjas, mmmmm... oh, hang on. That means they won't fancy me at all AND they can kill me with their pinky? Huh. I can see why Simon likes them.

Well, at least they're on my side. Unemployment, here I come!

[nightxade.livejournal.com]

How'd things go? Did the cheese help?

[i_kender]

Hey, I don't care what the problem is, cheese *always* helps!

(Unless your house is infested with rats, I guess)