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checkmate [25 Dec 2001|11:01pm]
[ mood | mischievous ]

Merry Christmas from undercover. Been stuck in Moscow for the past six weeks working on a top secret undercover project. I haven't seen Cookie in over two months, God only knows what's going on with her. In the meantime, I met and had a short romantic affair with a famous Russian chess player. Unfortunately, it turned cold after I found out that he was the enemy and had to turn the tables on him. I beat him at his own game and said checkmate before he could get his pants back on.

In other news, I shall be returning back home shortly and will be expecting a grand party to honor my arrival. Watch out boys and girls, I'm back.

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[17 Oct 2001|07:56pm]
I am the shit.
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back with another one of those block rockin' beats [11 Aug 2001|09:27pm]
[ mood | aggravated ]

Work keeps me so hectic these days. I was stuck undercover trying to crack down on some moles who had infiltrated our team. It required a lot of manuevering and allowing them to think they were smarter than me (which isn't usually a hard think to convince someone of, arrogance seems to be a natural human trait these days). Once I had them in the palm of my hand, literally and figuratively speaking (oldest trick in the book and the men always fall for it) they revealed to me who they were working for and what their plans had been. After that came my favorite part, where I get to humilate them by exposing their stupidity and arrogance. A woman always thinks with her brain, while a man seldome does. So in any case, I've been busy dealing with that and haven't had much time to take notice of these current troubles back home. Seems some cats thinks they can stroll in here like they own the place. Takes a lot more to intimidate me. But I'm glad that my esteemed colleage Cookie has been on the ball about digging up the 411. Neither of us are too worried, but never let our guard down.

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[18 Jul 2001|05:56pm]
[ mood | tired ]

I want to thank you mister for all of your help. I still need to get the equipment you gave me up and running. Your thoughtfulness is well appreciated.

Life has been hectic lately. Work work work. No time for play. Well all work and no play make Kate a pissy girl, so I'm going to make some time for play.

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[08 Jul 2001|10:58pm]
[ mood | bitchy ]

God, all I ever do is work. These people do not pay me enough for the job I do. I mean, how many people can persuade KGB to give over top secret documents about nucleur weaponry without using torture methods? But, my sass is only getting me so far these days. I need to find a man. My uterus is getting dusty, and damn do I need a fuck. Maybe I'll just go torture someone.

With that vulgarity out of the way.... Work has been too much of my life lately. Now that I'm back in town, I can get back into the swing of night life. Let's go show them boys a real woman.....

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Checking in [08 Jul 2001|12:10am]
[ mood | predatory ]

I can't stand it when someone or something delays me at all. Maybe you aren't in a rush and have no where of importance to be, but I do.

Too much work lately. All work and no play makes Kate a dull girl. Cookie's been busy f-ing around with some little dwerp. But I need a real man. Someone with a personality. Someone that can deal with a strong woman. Is that so much to ask for? They're all so lovey dovey until they find out you can rip out a man's heart with your bare hands.

My day job designing has gotten so old lately. It seems the 80's are trying to come back and I refuse to add to it. Stirup pants were never sassy. I saw a flashdance sweater the other day, one of those hideous off the shoulder things. Whoever designed it should meet an early death.

It's nice and relaxing being inbetween assignments right now. The last one was a real shitter. I would tell you the details, but then I'd have to kill you. And you're really not worth that sort of expenditure of energy.

Well, this chick has a night life to attend to. Why else did I procure so many cute outfits?

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[01 Jul 2001|11:24pm]
Just seeing if this will work, so ignore my lack o sass.
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