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[Oct. 12th, 2009|10:00 am] |
Happy Thanksgiving to my fellow Canadians. I hope you are all looking back on a wonderful year so far. |
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[Oct. 12th, 2009|10:50 am] |
This immortality, super fast healing thing is awesome at times like this.
Daddy, Tosh-mum, Fred, Tyler... Kyoko and I are okay, some broken bones, some dying, that sort of thing, but we're okay now. Though... the car is shot. Oops? |
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[Oct. 12th, 2009|03:05 pm] |
I'm thinking of trying to go to Olympus and seeing if there's anything there.
I wonder if this is a dumb idea. |
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[Oct. 12th, 2009|03:09 pm] |
Upon this fair autumnal day, the 12th of October in the year of our Lord only knows what's going on here, I, Riordan Byrne, have become the first man in the world to travel from Dublin to London by waterspout. To commemorate this most unique and important occasion, directly and beginning at the soonest possible opportunity, I shall be imbibing that blessed amber liquid until the world makes sense again, or I have died of it.
Such a journey must have taken months -- indeed, years -- to orchestrate with such flawless success. Allow me to submit my appreciation. Please don't think me ungrateful, but I wonder if the great men, women, or other beings responsible might consider lending me cab fare to get home again? |
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[Oct. 12th, 2009|11:23 pm] |
Oh, I've missed performing in the opera. Having adoring fans - real fans - is just wonderful. |
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[Oct. 12th, 2009|11:26 pm] |
Thing and I are enjoying this sudden rush of business. I do hope we make life unpleasant enough for our customers.
I should be getting prepared myself. The house has to be decorated to the famed Addams family standards, after all. |
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