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[Apr. 14th, 2009|01:58 am] |
Aww, I can't make little monsters with my mind no more.
At least I still have the ones I already got! |
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[Apr. 14th, 2009|04:01 am] |
First there is people hunting mutants, then everyone is a mutant, then not everyone is a mutant and everything is normal once more? And I thought my lifestyle was already alternative enough. |
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[Apr. 14th, 2009|01:49 pm] |
( Henry ) |
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[Apr. 14th, 2009|02:27 pm] |
Watching my own mortality... it's... surreal... |
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[Apr. 14th, 2009|04:16 pm] |
Oh dear, the economy is unstable, and it's clearly my fault the bank is taking a hit.
Right.
I'm going to go out tonight and see if there is a new friend for me to take home. Would anyone like to join me? |
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[Apr. 14th, 2009|04:35 pm] |
Note to self: Rocket-jet toaster = not your best idea ever. The steam-percolator coffeepot seems to be working better though. So there is that.
Anyone know where to get superfine grit screens? The percolator's still got grounds in it, trying to get rid of that. |
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[Apr. 14th, 2009|04:40 pm] |
Oh, for goodness' sake. No, seriously.. what the Hell? This isn't my home. It should be Costa Verde, not Los Angeles. This can't be right. It can't be. Unless I have an ability, which I doubt, I couldn't have just teleported here. I know others can do that. But not me.
Oh well, maybe I should tell who I am before I spaz out any further. My name is Lyle Bennet. I have a sister and two parents. Well.. they aren't together right now, but that's beside the point. I should not be here. I have soccer practice. And tae kwon do lessons later tonight. |
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[Apr. 14th, 2009|05:11 pm] |
Somethin' isn't quite right.
Sure, the new Casa de Deadpool is great, and I've been a on a few crazy adventures lately, doesn't mean that somethin' isn't missing.
For one, Blind Al isn't around. You wouldn't believe how much shenanigans I could get into with an old blind woman. Like that one time she broke her ankle? Comedy gold. I'll admit watchin' her hop around got old after a few weeks but before that? Heh, amusement for hours.
And then Weaz has managed to avoid being pulled into this insane funland of a universe. And without him around, I'm lackin' people to coerce into entertaining me. Sure, the little fella had his issues, but he kinda kept the tech part of the operation running. That and he was fun to play target practice with.
But fear not! I've came up with the perfect solution. It's time to add a new member into the Deadpool clan. And before you say it, I'm not talkin' children. Who knows how many 'Pool Kids are running around already? Me and NBA players have a lot in common when it comes to that.
I think it's time that ol' Pool got himself a pet. And not just any pet, but one made of awesome. And, uh,....I'm open to suggestion. |
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[Apr. 14th, 2009|09:12 pm] |
So, my birthday is coming up. This year, I have a weird request. Don't get me anything. Get Little Me stuff. I'm good. I have everything I need. |
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[Apr. 14th, 2009|10:12 pm] |
When I said about keeping up with the Harkness' I was kidding! Stupid... maybe I should take Owen to the vet, yeah not a doctors to a vet. |
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[Apr. 14th, 2009|10:51 pm] |
( X-Factor ) |
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[Apr. 14th, 2009|10:56 pm] |
( Henn. ) |
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[Apr. 14th, 2009|11:25 pm] |
I can finally touch things without them freezing on me. :) No more turning the keyboard into a block of ice by accident. |
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[Apr. 14th, 2009|11:31 pm] |
'Tis a shame I'm not at th' Heights no more. Talkin' to animals like this would've made it all easier.
Not much place for an ability like this in the middle of London, even if th' animals talk about interestin' stuff. |
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