Ugh, I'm getting really worried: Wanda has gone incommunicado the last week, and has had no explanation. She BETTER be there to pick me up is all I have to say. I have a feeling that I'm a bit too soft to survive 3 days alone and poor on the streets of London. Which I'll have to do if she doesn't pick me up.
I'm using my mad voodoo psychic powers on her now. PICK ME UP. REMEMBER TO PICK ME UP. WOULD IT KILL YOU TO CHECK YOUR E-MAIL ONCE IN AWHILE AND REPLY TO ME TO LET ME KNOW YOU GOT IT? ARE YOUR FINGERS BROKEN? PICK ME UP.
I'm worried though. I know this'll suprise you, but I don't really have mad voodoo psychic powers.
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