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Happy birthday to me (and Katherine), happy birthday to me (and Katherine), happy birthday dear meeeeeeeeee (and Katherine), happy birthday to me (and Katherine)!

I know that's obnoxious but I couldn't help myself. I hope you'll all be coming to our party!

So, I'm eighteen today. Which means that I can smoke now? Because I was looking at skin mags and drinking booze yesterday and I'm going to do it today too if I so fancy. This country's so strange.

Officially living in my car. Again.

Yes, again.

I've still got my phone, if you need to get a hold of me.

[Cassandra]

Thanks for the invite for living with you. I think maybe I should just try to figure it out on my own. I really appreciate the offer, but I have really bad luck with moving in with people. I'll let you know if I change my mind.

You know you've got to start looking at calendars and remembering what day it is more often when you realize you missed your own birthday by a week. Yikes.

And when I say you, I guess I really mean me.

BRB GONNA GO MARRY PETE AGAIN

(Seriously, he's the best ever and getting a second honeymoon is awesome.)

Oh, you can hear them all too? What a fun time for you!

Just be careful what you tell squirrels. They're awful at keeping secrets.

I'm...I'm pretty sure my wife's cat just put me on notice. He's tired of seeing my naked butt.

I didn't drink last night, so I don't think I'm going crazy? But my pet pig just said that she loves tummy rubs and nuzzled into me and said 'I love you, Mommy'.

That's ... really fuckin' cute.

fuck relationships

What's the best way to heal a broken heart? Because I don't think ice cream is going to cut it, all things considered.

Helloooooooooooo, internet! I'm new here! To the area, I mean! Also kinda to the internet. Sort of. Not really, I mean, I'm new to THIS area. Of the internet.

...HI! Sorry. I'm Rapunzel! My cousin told me about this place when I moved here, and now I'm getting around to saying... hey! So... hey!

I feel like I've finally been initiated into this community by finally have some extremely lucid dreams. And not to sound full of myself, but I'm apparently a Queen in my dreams. And not like Queen of England or anything, but the Queen of this planet in space. SPACE. What The Heck? And I was pretty young too, younger than I am now. Slightly impressed by that at least.

The dreams didn't give me much hope for my career in the future since my negoitating powers aren't high. My planet got invaded by a bunch of aliens and their droids and there was also a lovely assassination attack on me. Thankfully two guys in robes and these weapons that are a sword with a beam of light showed up and saved the day. And I give props to whomever came up with the idea to have me pretend to be a handmaiden and use a decoy as the Queen. I also had some awesome costumes for being Queen.

Now I have to drink like 10 cups of coffee to wake up and not think about this all day.

As weeks go, this one doesn't seem to be great. I'd really appreciate it if the universe would stop messing with my friends and family.

Now I'm worried something will happen while my mom's in town, and I'll forever hear about how I tried to kill her by bringing her to a war zone or how I should have planned for a. . . fairy invasion or some nonsense like that.

Right, I never did catch the name of the person who suggested these Oreo knock-offs from the Trader Joe's, but they are so amazing!

So you know, thank you to whoever that was.

I missed the bouncy castles entirely, and I'm real sad about that. D'you think he'll set some more up if we all make puppy eyes at him?

So, I'm just gonna say it. Ned Stark is the best father ever. I mean, he'd have to be to put up with six of us for this long. I'm surprised he doesn't have any greys yet. He must be A super hero or something.

It's a shame he's not actually on here cause it'd be more fun if he actually saw this.

I've finally got things squared away enough where I can take a little vacation for myself, but now I have no idea where to go. It's sad when all I wanna do is stay home and make jam, right?

I've never used the Internet for more than occasional e-mails to my grandchildren, but apparently this board is where new arrivals to Orange County should be, according to my grandchildren, in order to socialize. Why people can't socialize face to face anymore is beyond me. Some of you may know my grandchildren; Loras and Margaery Tyrell. I am Olenna Tyrell and have recently moved out here from Sweden to keep an eye on them. I'm currently staying with them and their three monsters for a few days.

Oreo cookies are good for me because they make me drink milk.

The surgery went well. They got all of it out, and so I'm starting chemo in a week or two.

I've had surgery so many times now that I wonder if this will be the last time for me. My luck seems to be running out these days.

If anyone wants to visit while I'm not allowed to move much in bed for a couple of days, I appreciate ice cream and video games.

You're welcome.

Spain was so pretty. I'm glad we went, even if I didn't want to go at first.

I've been given the go ahead to apply for the police academy. I have a lot of things to read for all the exams.

I'm actually feeling much better. Being a waitress is just not my thing.

I'll take all well wishes, I need them.

When I say you've had enough, you'd have enough an' I'm kickin' your arse out. Be grateful I felt like calling a cab.

How have I not found this network before?

I am so completely over having these dreams. Just had another and it was extremely long and I woke up completely exhausted. It was like I hadn't even slept the night before. I was extremely tempted to call into work. The dream started off really badly and eventually got better. Am I going to be fending for my life in all of these dreams? After all the shit that went down in that dream I could really use a stiff drink, ugh.

Paff? Paff!
PAFF!PAFF!PAFF!PAFF!PAFF!PAFF!PAFF!PAFF!PAFF!PAFF!PAFF!PAFF!PAFF!PAFF!PAFF!PAFF!PAFF!PAFF!PAFF!PAFF!



PAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAF!

Valarnet. Valaarnet. The place where all of the insanity in the Orange County comes to play together if I am not mistaken, yes? Well, I guess we’re about to see how long it takes for one more poster on this board to go completely, irrevocably insane. I HAVE been reading over the shoulders of castmates for the better part of the week end now, and this seems to be just as good a place as any for me to go loudly and explodingly insane.

So, as you ought to know just whose mess you’ll be cleaning up on the day that I inevitably explode in a fight of fire and glitter, allow me to introduce myself properly: Cyrano Savinien
Hercule de Bergerac.

Blame my parents. I certainly don’t hold back if I think I can get loans out of them. Cryrano then.

On that note, yes that IS me in the picture attached to the post and we might as well get this out of the way, while i point out that yes, in fact, I have a nose. Yes, I’m fairly certain it is not my second head, a brand new alien lifeform dependent on me for survival or an attempt at male pregnancy that occurred as the result of that terrible night in Vegas, January 18th of the year two thousand and seven.

We are, however, quite the team. I write and he directs and we share the electric bill. Sadly, I’m going to say he got the looks, but then, I got the brain.

I am sure we can both agree that it's lovely to be here. Possibly. If one of you knows a bar that's only going to card the one of us.

Few things I hate more than making nice with Robert, but father insists, and trying to deny Tywin Lannister's will is like trying to deny the rising of the sun

What sort of things do people do to occupy themselves out here? There are really only so many wine tastings one can attend. I find myself at a loss for things to do while I wait for my husband to pull the stick out of his ass.

Jaime, come entertain me.

According to my uncle, I'm not using this to its full capacity. Which means he doesn't think I'm being social enough. Apparently this is a good way to meet people.

So hi. I'm Derek. Consider this me being social.

Well, hello there, everyone.

Hello, friends, and soon to be friends! My name is Fandral Agnar, and it's a pleasure to meet all of you. I've just returned from the picturesque English countryside where I've been filming my latest movie. I can't give away too many details, you know how this business is, but I can guarantee you it will be a swashbuckling good time.

Ever find out you have really great news? But you have no one to tell it too. Makes you realize you spend far too much time locked up in a lab with no social life to speak of, that being said I never did have a social life to speak of prior, so there's that.

Fuck dude, my leg hurts like a bitch tonight. I could only get through half my exercises before I had to stop and get a fucking ice pack. I need to get this shit healed soon or coach might kick me off the team when practice starts up again later this summer. If I can't play Basketball I don't know what I'll do.

Might just play some X-Box for the rest of the night or just go to bed.

Wow, this full time job stuff is sort of amazing, isn't it?

I can't believe how much fun I've had already. And I don't even have to get up early in the morning! I've met so many people already and the stuff we're researchin' here is... Well, it's classified, but there's researching happening and it's really brilliant.

I might have had too much coffee tonight.

Anyway, hello! I've just got off work myself and thought I might finally register in on this 'net' thingamajig. I hear you can meet all kinds of people on this thing.