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This is going to sound strange considering the source, but men really are babies about being ill. I did my shift in the ER helping out, and in a ten hour shift, I had fifteen men come in with headcolds. Headcolds aren't really an emergency. They're not usually something to see the doctor about. Tea and bedrest, and soldier on, my friends. But hey, it's your insurance deductible, who am I to judge?

Ladies with tits, I'm curious about this. Are car seatbelts really this bad for you all, that you'd need this fucking weird thing? And who the hell thought of calling it a Tiddy Bear?

Well this is kinda interesting. Anyone up for something fun?

Why is there a pregnant lady in my house?

Yeah, so can someone tell me where I am and who this kid is that's glaring at me?

This is certainly not at all where I intended to be. But isn't that the story of my life, as it were, and, hey, I think I'm getting pretty good at this whole other universe/dimension/weird world thing although I'm not entirely certain it's because of Miss Chavez that I'm here. It seems normal enough here. Except for Fandral being entirely Midgardian, he remains hopeless as ever, so I take heart, and I don't think anything here will suck out my soul and disintegrate my flesh. (Fingers crossed!)

Having scrolled verily through this message forum, I see many familiar names. I should like to get to know this County of Orange, I think.

Unless you're all actually soul suckers and flesh disintegraters, in which case perhaps I'll stay indoors until such a time as I can return to worlds more friendly.

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I think I may have a nervous breakdown. Seriously.

Something is wrong with the fucking universe.

Even after the weird weather, sales at the market still haven't really picked back up. I think I might take a loss this year.

I'm making a list of people who are acting strange. I've encountered things like this in my dreams before. You don't have to name names, just the changes in the behavior if you want.

Hola Mishamigos!

I don't mean to alarm anyone, but I'm pretty sure I've been kidnapped. At first I thought it was a J2 joke, but...
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[ x-posted on twitter ]

I don't own a dog. Not even a little bit.


I also don't live here.

Right, lovies, let's have a roll call please.

If you know a Hawke or think you might have known a Hawke, and you know this Hawke, or some other Hawke, please do check in let me know if you're:

A: Still you and remember me.
B: Not still you and remember some other me.
C: Not still you at all, in which case, I'm not sure you'd know to post here.

Do NOT post if:

D: You know a Hawke that owes you money.

I'm not that Hawke, ever.

I hate being social. sorta but my band mates said I was a lousy loner, so this is my attempt to be social. Hello, fellow OC folk, I'm Priss Asagiri. And I just moved back from a stint in NYC. Sup?

My Dream Sister's really... mean. She would barely talk to me growing up. I saw more of the outside of her door than I saw of her face.

I'm making a public announcement on this before the tabloids decide to descent. But I have a son. My parents currently have custody of him, but I will be reclaiming him, with the gracious help of my beloved Elphaba.

In professional news, this has inspired my next album.

That girl that wanted that bike around?

Today officially STINKS. I'm going to go blow up old cars, who's with me?

Anyone ever get fed up with a situation and decide to just push through to the end, no matter how painful it gets?

Mishamigos,

Still a hostage. But there are hamburgers and substances that I have been assured are not actually illegal. Day is not completely ruined.


[ x-posted on twitter ]