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I'm beginning to wonder how well I'll get along with that racer/pianist/whatever.

He's full of himself.

Look at this stuff?
Isn't it neat!

( Mango Forks )

I am no longer a tourist. I am now officially a resident of Garden Grove, Cali-for-nai-ay!

Also known as, I bought a house. It looks like every other house in the state: a ranch with a terracotta roof, yellowish paint, backyard pool, lots of windows. Obviously, I'm not complaining. It's definitely a step up from the Wyndham.

Looks like I'm staying a while.

If you ever hear me complaining that I need to settle down, buy a home and start a family, could someone do me the solid of shooting me? That'd be great.

Locked to Dad

I know this is going to sound stupid, but your an amazing man. I mean it. I'm proud to be your son.

It just felt important to tell you.

Rule #1 when sparring:

Wear protective gear.

People want to spar without protective gear all the time. I warn them that it's going to hurt, and they all say the same thing, that I won't even get a hit in. Just because I'm not kicking you between the legs doesn't mean I'm not going to hurt you. The only time not wearing protective gear is acceptable is during competition, and even then, head gear and mouth guards are advisable. Don't blame me if you're not wearing your helmet and get staples in your head.

Coulson, I hope the rose is still doing well.

I've been getting such good lessons from Ms. Hawke and making such unexpected progress that it pains me to admit that I don't think a motorcycle is the thing for me. Somehow, the idea of Frodo Baggins and Harley-Davidson don't quite seem to go together.

So, it's for sale again.

( Information Under Here )

I'll stick to cars. Well, learning to drive them, that is.

Well my life has gotten weird, lately. I can't go into details but it's gotten dangerous sports club exciting, at least in a semi-professional nature.

On a personal front I'm babysitting my girlfriend's ten year old twin siblings.

Don't tell her, but I'm letting them play Diablo III with me.

... And it's a nice pet shop! I was really blessed to get a location that is clean and neat and doesn't look like scary people are going to pop up out of nowhere and mug you and steal your pets and wallets.

I know I wouldn't want to buy a pet from a place like that!

It's over in Huntington Beach, and it's called Fluttershy's Menagerie. Oh, Fluttershy is... I guess... kind of a nickname of mine.

I'm bad at this. I'm Minerva, hello internet. It's a lot easier to type here than it is to advertise and make commercials and things.

Anyway, I do a lot of the breeding myself, and I sort of made the mistake of getting a bunny friend for my rabbit, Angel...

And now I have ... well... a whole LOT of bunnies for sale. SO many bunnies for sale. They're all adorable and need love and happy homes, won't you come by and take some of these bunnies off my hands?

I would really appreciate it... if you know, it's not too much trouble.

So, any other random members of my family planning to spontaneously move to California? The San Andres fault is already unstable, you're just going to make things worse.

i wish it were christmas

[Locked to Varric]

I've thought about your offer. I'd like to accept.