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[Feb. 6th, 2012|01:07 am] |
Neal Caffrey, you have an invitation for the 14th to go out with me. There's an envelope with further instructions inside an envelope in the leather binder you take to work. |
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[Feb. 6th, 2012|03:28 pm] |
Got my own place, and I'm sure everyone will agree that it's about bloody time. Strange to be living next to and above a cemetery instead of in one.
A lot easier to get cable though, I'll give it that. Now I just need a DVD player and all the years of Days of Our Lives that I missed thanks to the vortex. If anyone spoils me about what happened to Joey's baby, there will be hell to pay.
Rupert, I'd say thanks, but I'm not so daft that I can't tell the best way to thank you is to get the fuck out and don't come back. Sorry you're losing your best excuse to go out on the town with Faith. Try not to gather dust until the next time she comes to haul you out of your library. |
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[Feb. 6th, 2012|07:26 pm] |
This world got boring again. Which probably means zombies are coming. Or bees. Or zombies that when they open their mouths bees come out of them. |
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