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[Feb. 15th, 2010|07:39 pm] |
Just so you guys know, the married life?
BEST. LIFE. EVAR.
I have the hottest husband. Period. End of story. |
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[Feb. 12th, 2010|06:01 pm] |
Someone want to explain to me just how the fuck Vancouver got to host the Olympics?
I mean, Vancouver. |
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[Feb. 11th, 2010|06:47 pm] |
Know what I think?
I think we need to go build snowhouses for the yardwolves that look like giant booze bottles and possibly internal organs.
That is what I think. |
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[Jan. 30th, 2010|02:23 pm] |
I don't want any sympathy. Been doing well enough without it for several months now, thank you ever so much. Remember? I'm the bad guy. |
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[Jan. 30th, 2010|12:28 am] |
Name things more stressful than spending ALL of your time with a woman due to give birth to your baby YESTERDAY.
Aaaaand... go. |
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[Jan. 28th, 2010|11:13 pm] |
Anne was playing with Aidan just now and he was giggling and laughing with her, and since he's starting saying "Mama" to her, we've been trying to teach him "Dada". He's real good at 'Mama' and he was cooing and 'ma ma ma ma-ing' at her like a champ. So she says, "Dada, look there's Dada!"
My kid? Stared at me and called me 'Dood'. |
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[Jan. 28th, 2010|09:34 pm] |
Just what does it take for a man to acquire a few milligrams of cocaine in this day and age, anyhow? The last apothecary I found to ask threatened to call the police on me for inquiring.
Watson, you do still have your credentials, do you not? |
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[Jan. 28th, 2010|05:59 pm] |
You ask me if there'll come a time When I grow tired of you Never my love Never my love
You wonder if this heart of mine Will lose its desire for you Never my love Never my love
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[Jan. 24th, 2010|02:39 am] |
I do not share faces. So here's a new one.
I'm back for now, but if you come to me with your trivialness, or some stupid comment, I will skin you alive and bury you where no one will ever find you. That especially goes for you, Lucy. |
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[Jan. 23rd, 2010|08:39 am] |
I can't waits to gets dis tour OVER and dones with. I likes touring, but de worst parts is just comings up. Don't wants to goes to Norway. |
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[Jan. 22nd, 2010|12:08 am] |
Ahem.
WHY DOES EVERYONE THINK MY DADDY IS HOT?
Could everyone please just not say that in front of me? He's my dad. He tucks me in and gives me gingerale when I have oogytummy. I don't need to know that everyone faps about him. WHICH I ONLY JUST FOUND OUT. |
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[Jan. 21st, 2010|09:59 pm] |
This can't be real. This can't be happening. I died. I know I died. Where is this place? |
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[Jan. 21st, 2010|09:38 am] |
Okay, so aside from the random chicky sex dream a couple nights ago? Things are pretty okay.
(FYI: It wasn't a bad thing that I dreamt of a chick or something, though I don't swing that way, it was just something I didn't expect. And according to Dani the chick is actually here, so wow, whatever mojo you have, I'm kind of sorry for you.)
Keller: No, I'm not into threesomes, I don't share, especially not my boyfriends. Sorry, Cheevy. Though that means you won't have to share either, I guess?
Dani: So, how do you seduce a mechanic? Back rubs? |
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[Jan. 19th, 2010|12:45 pm] |
Hiss hissss~~~~ |
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[Jan. 14th, 2010|11:47 pm] |
i believe our new ladybutler should put on a cabaret by way of formal introduction.
whos with me on this? |
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[Jan. 8th, 2010|12:23 am] |
Man, I love being over my stage fright. Performing is the best. Thing. Ever.
(Okay, except for the after-show sex. That wins too.) |
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[Dec. 30th, 2009|12:20 pm] |
pretty things~~~~~ |
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[Dec. 22nd, 2009|02:20 pm] |
BRENDANN YOU OFFICIALLY HAVE FEET!
I love ultrasounds. |
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[Dec. 21st, 2009|12:47 pm] |
i am going christmas shopping!
i am now accepting volunteers to go with me. If no one volunteers i am putting names in a hat and picking someone and whoever I pick doesn't get to argue unless he's my husband, whose name i would put in just to be sadistic. |
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[Dec. 19th, 2009|01:13 pm] |
I hates de winters. Something about its always remindeds me of my mother. Ugh. Need to gets drunk now. |
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[Dec. 10th, 2009|12:17 am] |
HOLY SHIT
I JUST WON A FREAKIN' JAMES BEARD AWARD
I DON'T EVEN KNOW
WHAT
AND IT'S UNDER MY FREAKIN' NAME BECAUSE I MADE THE REPLACEMENT ME HIRE REAL ME
WHAT |
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[Nov. 20th, 2009|02:29 pm] |
Seems that I've gone and been terribly lax in keeping up with people yet again, sorry business that. I'm going to blame the colder weather, never did like it much and being aland for it instead of asea makes it all seem worse, somehow.
In any case, how're you all faring? And for those interested in getting together I'm going to be at Anne's for her orphans' Thanksgiving dinner-weekend. |
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[Nov. 13th, 2009|05:03 pm] |
I realize that I'm bad enough that no one ever wants to stay around me.
I've accepted that.
I'm going down into Hell for a while. Doubt I'll be back. |
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[Nov. 6th, 2009|10:57 am] |
See, this is EXACTLY why I don't do holidays. |
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[Oct. 30th, 2009|02:33 pm] |
Going Backstage now, don't worry if you don't see me before Monday.
Worry if you don't see me before Tuesday.
Sadako, you'll know when I need you. |
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[Oct. 21st, 2009|02:28 pm] |
TEJA!
You owe me ten grand, suckaaaaaaa.
EVERYONE ELSE!
please please please tell me or Teague or Marnie or anyone if you see my daughter. Sable. littleish critter, got... really bouncy hair... She can generally take care of herself but no one's seen her so... right. |
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[Oct. 17th, 2009|07:17 pm] |
I don't think anyone wants to talk to me about anything or even, y'know. Come near me.
You're likely to get me to yell at you at the very least. |
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[Oct. 8th, 2009|06:40 pm] |
I can't sleep. I've done everything I know to help - warm milk, melatonin, Valerian root, all of that stuff. Everything short of hitting myself in the head with a hammer. I really hope I don't pass out over a grill today. |
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[Oct. 6th, 2009|09:12 pm] |
I'm a really bad fairy. What kind of fairy loses her Boy? |
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[Oct. 5th, 2009|10:13 pm] |
Daddy? Uncle Teague? When... if you two aren't too busy, I would really like to go to the castle with you. Please. It's important. |
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[Oct. 5th, 2009|04:47 pm] |
So, for those've you who hadn't noticed before, I've returned. Couldn't let Bill bore you all without someone to keep him in check, savvy?
Order of business the second: thanks to a mutiny what was hatched likely before I even landed, I've been shorn. The mutineers in question continue to tell me that the new haircut looks just fine, but s'far as I'm concerned it still feels wrong.
Thirdly ... well, actually it was just the two, so if anyone's a suggestion of a third point, let me know, it'll be much appreciated. |
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[Oct. 5th, 2009|04:55 am] |
I hate you, Bill Turner. That was the singlemost unpleasant ride in my entire life!
HEY GUYS I'M BACK, give me candy. |
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[Oct. 1st, 2009|10:34 am] |
So how many of my kids hate me? |
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[Sep. 30th, 2009|10:35 am] |
I ain't feels dis young since... well since I looks dis young de first time! Too bad is only for de tour, but I ain't gunna argues. Torii-Sou, don't worries, I's still dad, I just gots a facelifts only magical. You should sees your uncle Skwisgaar! He's gots no more freaky old man wrinkles! |
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[Sep. 30th, 2009|02:18 am] |
you know what?
fuck autumn.
i am so done with autumn. it needs to be stricken from both natural and social record. it needs...
...it really needs to piss off so i can stop sneezing. |
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[Sep. 28th, 2009|07:46 pm] |
Well, at least the damned thing had enough sense not to drop me in a book restorer's office this time.
Not entirely sure where it did drop me though, feels suspiciously inland for my tastes. No matter in the long run, I suppose, so long as I can find a bloody portkey. |
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[Sep. 27th, 2009|03:33 am] |
Okay you kids, I has a new rule dat you gots to follow 'cause I's sick'a hearin' about how old I am from Skwisgaar, he won't shuts up about it!
You ain't allows to get marry 'till you's at least 30. ESPECIALLY YOU TORII-SOU. It also goes for de tiny Teja and like. De grandkids. Gots it? Good! |
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[Sep. 20th, 2009|01:11 pm] |
Minivers, I has gots a question to ask at you.
What de fucks you need ten thousand dollars for anyways? You ain't buys nothing or anything. You eat all our food, and you wear on de same damn clothes all de fucking times. |
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[Sep. 19th, 2009|02:41 am] |
I just want to be the first to ring in this year's annual International Talk Like a Pirate day. Free admission to the museum today, and fund-raising reception and auction tonight, if anyone's interested. |
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