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[Sep. 15th, 2008|09:11 am] |
Life takes strange turns. A second chance presented and I am... happy. I don't think I have ever felt like this before. It's odd. Business is good, family is good.
I wonder where to go to from here. |
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[Sep. 15th, 2008|09:12 am] |
These days I don't know if I'm falling asleep from murderous thoughts or sheer boredom.
Probably the latter, really. Other than having way too much free time on my hands, I'm not in a particularly violent mood. |
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[Sep. 15th, 2008|11:03 am] |
This... isn't the Caribbean. This isn't even the ocean. This is... London?
Was that storm bad enough that I've actually got to be drydocked for repairs? It didn't seem that bad! It was just a little spinny, not even a proper storm even! There wasn't a malestrom or anything! DOES ANYBODY KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON?? |
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[Sep. 15th, 2008|02:25 pm] |
I seem to have befriended a real fairy. The kind with wings and all, as in the stories they tell to children! I suppose this means that I am going to Hell for consorting with pagan deities -- then again, I have been a whore, I have married a woman outside the Church (and though she was my sister more than my wife, Dom Claude taught me that God does not differentiate between the letter and the spirit of His own law)...
I feel that mon maître would be terribly disappointed in me.
At the same time, this is really no different than he has ever been, so I am not overly worried. In this world, he has apparently been dead for several centuries anyway.
Thank you, mon petit madamoiselle païenne. |
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[Sep. 15th, 2008|07:51 pm] |
So... my sort-of boyfriend's gone. I figured he just got busy with school again after the road trip so I went to check up on him the other day and he's just... not there.
I'm not really sure what I think about this. I feel like I should be sad, but I don't know that I really am sad, it's weird.
Anybody have advice or want to hang out or something? |
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[Sep. 15th, 2008|08:20 pm] |
Ugh. Idiopathic pyrexia takes a lot out of you.
Who's up for a drink to recharge? |
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[Sep. 15th, 2008|08:42 pm] |
( Alex ) |
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[Sep. 15th, 2008|09:38 pm] |
( Dean ) |
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[Sep. 15th, 2008|10:10 pm] |
Dean Matthew Winchester!
Did you think you were going to skate by and NOT tell your mother you were getting married?
And as for you, Samuel Luke Winchester...
Well... I may not look as old as I am, but with children as old as you and your brother, I suppose I could adjust to the idea of being a grandmother. A young, and gorgeous grandmother of course.
I just wish *you*, the both of you would have told me. Honestly, are you both that frightened of me? I'm just your mother, you know. |
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[Sep. 15th, 2008|10:41 pm] |
Beating people up for a living is pretty close to my last job, just with less pillaging. But that's the part I kind of miss. |
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[Sep. 15th, 2008|10:51 pm] |
UNDER THE SEA UNDER THE SEA! DARLING IT'S BETTER DOWN WHERE IT'S WETTER, TAKE IT FROM ME!
:D Aw, if only we could all live under the sea. Maybe we will if things keep flooding. The ice caps will melt and we can all swim around down with the fishes and the people who live in that city underwater.
I heard some of us have achieved this utopian dream. Good for you, furthering it for the rest of us! Now to figure out a way to follow you down there. I want to be under the sea too, you know. It's always been a dream of mine.
At least I know where to send flowers to now.
UP ON THE SHORE THEY WORK ALL DAY OUT IN THE SUN THEY SLAVE AWAY WHILE WE DEVOTIN FULL TIME TO FLOATIN UNDER THE SEA! |
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[Sep. 15th, 2008|11:56 pm] |
( Bats ) |
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[Sep. 15th, 2008|11:58 pm] |
Henn, I'd like to take you to meet my parents. It's weird, considering the circumstances, but well, they're my folks. I love 'em. I think they'll love you.
Mom? Dad? I'd like to bring my girlfriend over for you to meet. Don't... traumatize her, okay? |
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