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[Jun. 12th, 2008|12:20 am] |
Peter, something's wrong with Ma. I'm flying to the city right now to find her.
I've got my phone if you need me. Stay safe, little brother. I love you. |
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[Jun. 10th, 2008|10:30 am] |
( Nathan ) |
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[May. 30th, 2008|12:32 am] |
Ugh. I always assumed this whole regenration power came with something to stop headaches, too. |
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[May. 28th, 2008|01:45 pm] |
Dad . . . |
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[May. 15th, 2008|10:15 am] |
I need some new clothes. What I've got just isn't cutting it. Makes me feel like I'm still a prisoner or mental patient. |
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[May. 9th, 2008|11:06 pm] |
What the hell-
Is this another test?
Bob? Elle? . . . Adam? |
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[May. 5th, 2008|10:12 am] |
Is it always this borin' 'round here? |
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[Apr. 25th, 2008|01:46 am] |
Well, there went the toaster...
and maybe the microwave. |
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[Mar. 26th, 2008|02:26 am] |
Since it's Easter.. and Jesus came back from the dead and is clearly a zombie (I love you, J.. wherever you are).. since I come back from the dead.. does this make me technically a zombie? |
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[Mar. 7th, 2008|05:16 pm] |
Ha. I actually escaped the weirdness. |
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[Mar. 5th, 2008|08:08 pm] |
This isn't funny anymore. At all. |
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[Feb. 28th, 2008|01:04 am] |
Ugh. I'm sick.
How am I sick?
I feel like... I got ran over.
Which I didn't. For the record. Dammit. |
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[Feb. 26th, 2008|02:14 pm] |
Things finally seem calm around here.
Adam and I are having a great time. |
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[Feb. 24th, 2008|07:01 pm] |
( Nathan ) |
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[Feb. 20th, 2008|10:56 am] |
Fuck.
I hate this fucking place. |
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[Feb. 13th, 2008|12:55 pm] |
To Do List
1. Go out and buy a concrete cage lined with lead.
2. Find a place to live far away.
3. Try and not kill anyone. |
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[Feb. 13th, 2008|09:49 am] |
What the hell is this? Is this another one of Grimes' games? |
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[Feb. 13th, 2008|01:09 am] |
Fuck it. I'm going to bed before I give myself another headache. |
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[Feb. 12th, 2008|04:53 pm] |
I'm beginning to think I'm just stuck like this. |
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[Feb. 4th, 2008|11:52 pm] |
Well, at least all this craziness is over, yeah? |
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[Feb. 4th, 2008|10:12 am] |
People of New York City:
I have declared the city in a state of emergency. All available military and medical personnel will be directed to the city. Once this atrocity is over and the dust has settled, our first priority is going to be rebuilding after this disaster. Any and all funds we have at our disposal will be available to those who've had their homes and businesses destroyed.
New York City has withstood worse than this destruction, and it will withstand anything else the world has to throw at it. We as a people are strong, we will survive. I will be working closely with the Mayor of our fair city to make sure that everybody who needs it has help. Shelters will be opened in Madison Square Garden, Central Park, Shea Stadium, Yankee Stadium and Nassau Coliseum as needed. All relief efforts will be coordinated from One Police Plaza.
I pledge to you as the governor of this fair state that I will do all within my power to help the citizens of New York City and any and all citizens of the State of New York to ensure that each and every one of you is taken care of. |
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[Feb. 1st, 2008|10:49 am] |
Fuck . . . |
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[Jan. 25th, 2008|09:41 am] |
( Nathan ) |
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[Jan. 24th, 2008|02:27 am] |
I want to go dancing.
Anyone want to go? |
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[Jan. 19th, 2008|10:56 am] |
...fuck.
fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck.
Well, at least if I'm not dead now I'll be dead soon. |
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[Jan. 16th, 2008|10:40 pm] |
. . . Oh fucking hell.
This is NOT funny. |
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[Jan. 16th, 2008|06:48 pm] |
. . . What the hell?
This ain't funny.
I know I said I needed a vacation, but this sure as hell ain't what I meant! |
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[Jan. 15th, 2008|10:26 pm] |
Oh fuck.
Fuck.
FuckfuckfuckfuckFUCK! |
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[Jan. 15th, 2008|02:37 am] |
I can't say I mind this much.
Nathan, would you like to come by for a visit? |
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[Jan. 15th, 2008|02:30 am] |
This is really fucking inconvenient.
Not only am I naked, I can't even create a fucking illusion.
I really want to hit someone. |
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[Jan. 15th, 2008|01:22 am] |
♫ There's a hole in the world like a great black pit
And it's filled with people who are filled with shit
And the vermin of the world inhabit it.
But not for long...
They all deserve to die.
Tell you why, Mrs. Lovett, tell you why.
Because in all of the whole human race
Mrs Lovett, there are two kinds of men and only two
There's the one they put in his proper place
And the one with his foot in the other one's face
Look at me, Mrs Lovett, look at you.
Now we all deserve to die
Even you Mrs. Lovett...even I
Because the lives of the wicked should be made brief
For the rest of us death will be a relief
We all deserve to die.
And I'll never see Joanna
No I'll never hold my girl to me - finished!
(shouted) Alright! You sir, you sir, how about a shave?
Come and visit your good friend Sweeney.
You sir, you sir? Welcome to the grave.
I will have vengenance.
I will have salvation.
(shouted) Who sir, you sir?
No one in the chair, come on! Come on!
Sweeney's waiting. I want you bleeders.
You sir - anybody.
Gentlemen don't be shy!
Not one man, no, no ten men.
Not a hundred can assuage me -
I will have you!
And I will get him back even as he gloats
In the meantime I'll practice on dishonorable throats.
And my Lucy lies in ashes
And I'll never see my girl again.
But the work waits!
I'm alive at last!
And I'm full of joy! ♫ |
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