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What superhuman team you'd be a member of by seductionjunkie
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favorite color scheme	Black and PurpleBlack and SilverBlack and GoldBlack and RedBlack and GreenBlack and BlueBlack and WhiteRed and WhiteRed and BlueRed and GreenRed and YellowRed and PurpleRed and SilverRed and BrownBlue and SilverBlue and GreenBlue and WhiteBlue and PurpleBlue and YellowBlue and BrownGreen and YellowGreen and PurpleGreen and WhiteGreen and Silver
favorite clothing style	Skintight spandexTights and a cape/cloakLong robes and a hooded cloakLeather trenchcoat, shirt and pantsScantily cladcompletely nakedGoggles and oversized gloves and bootsfancy suits and tiesbondage gear and naughty stufftattoos and face paint
your superpowers:	kinetic force blasts from your hands
and	the ability to summon spirits and dead things
and	strange arcane magical powers
your codename	The Mangled Menace
your greatest weakness	you're only human
your sidekick	kabukivice
your own particular idiom	Mercy doesn't exist for the guilty
your favorite quote	"Nothing can stop the GREAT Do- Oh, wait..shit"
you would be a member of	Alpha-Numeric Flight
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Urgh.

Absolutely horrid morning.

I had taken a day of vacation yesterday to do some shopping, and have some fun, and generally just enjoy the hell out a really beautiful day.

I got into the office this morning and discovered that somebody decided my desk was too messy, and that it fell to her to 'tidy' it.

*makes indecipherable sounds of rage*

Basically, she rearranged the placement of all the normal office stuff, like my calender, stapler, and floppy disks, she took all the papers and files that I had in separate places *for a reason* and combined them into one great big stack (which means I'm going to have to go through this huge mess to try to find the invoices that are supposed to go out today), and she threw away the things I obviously didn't need, like all these post-its that were cluttering up my workspace.

She threw away my post-its.

She THREW AWAY my POST-ITS!

*makes more indecipherable sounds of rage*

Anyone who works in an office knows you don't throw away another person's post-its. Ever.

There were passwords, and user names, and emails, and verification numbers, and Jesus Fucking Christ, you DO NOT throw out post-its!!!

*The Mangled Menace slinks back to her cave-like cubicle and wonders if her 'strange arcane magical powers' can be used to bring back dead post-its*