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Jun. 10th, 2019


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It's been a few months since anyone has tried to throw something through my windows. At least while I'm at the office. If they have when I'm at it hasn't gotten through. Should have gotten bullet proof windows a long time ago.

May. 19th, 2019


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This dream stuff is getting stressful. Nothing is making sense, I'm constantly unsure if I'm on the right track of figuring these things out or if the sheer insanity of it is just getting too deep and I'm starting to lose myself to that too.

Curses and witches and fairytales? Really?

And to top it off, I just got a new car. The bright yellow bug isn't exactly covert either. The ten grand hidden in it was a nice bonus.

[Private; Veronica Mars]
If I asked you if you could looking into old adoption files, would that be something you could do?

May. 17th, 2019


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Christ almighty what I wouldn't give for an actual good night's sleep.

Also, could've done without a trip down a very confusing memory lane. Think I'm going to start my weekend drinking early.

If I'm still sober by 10pm tonight I have gone and fucked it up.

May. 7th, 2019


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I think I might have found the perfect job. Biomedical Engineer at Godfrey Industries. I've looked up the company a little, but was curious if anyone knew anything about the company here.

Apr. 23rd, 2019


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You know anyone who says the customer is always right has never met a bloody customer. On the whole, customers are a demographic of the population that are statistically more likely to be wrong than any other. And sometimes when they're not trying to do returns that are out of policy they're just arseholes.

What kind of jerk leaves a bad review on the internet because I didn't want to take his number and let him take me out on a date when he's done nothing but mouth breathe and stare at me creepily for a week as he hovered by the checkout? He's lucky I didn't punch him in the throat.

Apr. 16th, 2019


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Welp.

If all these losers are telling the truth, the end is nigh and all that crap.

Eff hoarding or stocking up on stuff. I'm going to take up juggling. That way, when we're rebuilding our society, I can perform tricks for food. Screw foraging! Who has time for that? Not me!

Or maybe I'll learn how to milk a cow. That's a good skill to have, right?

Apr. 9th, 2019


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So, apparently, dream me stayed in banishment for ten years since I went in when I was six and I seem to now be sixteen. Great time. My mother seems to be very... obsessed with me finding a prince and a large castle with a mother in law wing with lots and lots of mirrors.

I should also specify, I'm the daughter of the Evil Queen, so I'm technically a princess, which is cool if my mother was some old crazy woman obsessed with looks and beauty.

Dream me went to school for the first time, since I was castle schooled for the past ten years and clearly, she is terrified, excited and scared. The woman who banished us, her daughter is a bully to me. So this is gonna be fun.

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Some days I think I could have been anything. An athlete, a guy who flips burgers, or a veterinary but no I had to go and pick the one vocation that means I spend pretty much my entire life in a hospital. That means my social life is pretty much dead in the water but that's what I get, I knew what I was signing up for, and yet I'm still complaining.

Go figure.

I mean I blame the fact I haven't slept in like... 16 hours for this rambling post of ramble.

Feb. 27th, 2019


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I've come back to town which means I'm still looking for a good assistant. Last time I posted for an assistant, some thought it was too much to ask that someone do their job so if that's your first response, you need not apply.

Information under the cut )

Feb. 24th, 2019


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Bao just won the Oscar for Best animated Short. Domee Shi, the director, is the first female to helm a Pixar short.

I'm so thrilled. It's amazing to me how things have changed from when I was a child. Representation is slowly reaching the media, females are given opportunities...yes, I recognize there's hard work at play and it's ongoing but really -- so much better than before.

Positivity, my friends!

Feb. 21st, 2019


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Second time this month I've had someone throw a brick through my window. I'm not sure why people think that'd scare me. It just pisses me off that I have to keep replacing my window.

Jan. 17th, 2019


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[info]savioring
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The weirdest thing about these dreams, for sure, has to be waking up with the feeling that something's missing. They feel so real and there's just this ache for what was.

Not that it's all sunshine and rainbows, not at all. I've always been grateful for how my childhood turned out, but I think these dreams are just really highlighting how shit things could've been. And then it just seems to take even longer to get things back on track.

Thank god I don't need to deal with similarities in the waking and dreaming worlds now.

Jan. 5th, 2019


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Looks like the post holiday calm is setting in. Who wants to take bets on how long it will last?

Dec. 6th, 2018


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So, let me get this straight; it snows in Orange County, with snowmen who ... are psychic? Is that what that meant? Or the snow itself is psychic? And you envision them melting to stop them?

And people have dreams about ... sucky other lives that make you not want to get out of bed in the morning?

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I have had the most interesting dreams. Fifty years in the future.

It felt as though I were actually there. Good friends with a certain Dr. Ziegler, and my husband some sort of official in an organization called Overwatch.

They seem to have enemies, as people keep trying to kill him.

Oct. 14th, 2018


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[info]savioring
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I have a list of different places and recommendations that I look for every place I go. This thing just makes getting those requests a little bit easier truth be told.

So, tell me, Orange County, where's the best coffee place? Where's the best bar and what do people do to relax around here?

And if anyone knows a place that's hiring, maybe shoot me a line?

May. 22nd, 2017


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Why in the bloody hell do these dreams have to continue? Though I suppose the cliffhanger they ended at before was a bit awkward. And you know what else is awkward? Wanting to propose to your dream ladyfriend and getting a blessing from her father - only to realise that you were the one who murdered your would-be fiancee's grandfather. Neither she or her father know that, of course, because I seem intent on keeping it a secret. Since clearly a secret like that is a way to get someone to accept your proposal.

It was a robbery gone wrong, mind you. I just thought he was some twat whose carriage me and my crew looted, and then dumped the body on the side of the road. Sorry, Swan. I didn't kill anyone you're related to here, I assure you.

Well, anyway, all of this nonsense means a certain Savior has returned from the alternate universe she was sucked into. And we finally know who was clearly sent to kill her from yet another alternate universe. Do you have a headache yet? I certainly do.

Did receive a harpoon out of it though. It's enchanted, and why wouldn't it be? Perhaps this will come in handy next time I want to locate wayward souls, or potentially spear a squid for supper.

May. 16th, 2017


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So, we've had some employees at the ranch come and go - most notably, what I can think of now, is that we're definitely hiring for the accountant position. Other positions too, outdoor jobs and always volunteer work, but if you like numbers we sure could use your talents.

Good benefits and hours are flexible. Plus, you know. Dream crap - I completely get all that. Trust me.

And because I'm one of 'those' people...

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Raising a computer genius here, definitely.

May. 12th, 2017


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Today I had my first experience of someone rudely asking me if I was pregnant. I thought this was more a faux pas nowadays, but no, people apparently still do it.

The answer was yes, and may as well say it here too. I'm due in November and can eat again without throwing up so I guess it's obvious I've been going to town on, well, everything I can stuff into my mouth.

Apr. 21st, 2017


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You'd think that knowing something was coming would in some way make you ready for it. I suppose it's true in some scenarios. Less so with dreams.

My first one since about late ways through my pregnancy, and even with the warning about what was going to happen, in a fashion, I still feel completely out of sorts from it all. I guess getting used to this is not on the cards.

Jan. 29th, 2017


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Well, it seems my dream self has taken to entertaining children with war stories. My nephew was quite delighted to hear about the time the Volstovic ambassador had some bad eel and threw up all over the Ke-Han warlord's favorite niece. He was also quite impatient about getting to the Dragon Corps. At least I seem to have pulled myself out of my never-ending pit of self-loathing. I was particularly tired of waking up feeling just as tired as I had when I went to sleep the night before.

Jan. 27th, 2017


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So, it's been well over a month since I had a dream dream. And I'm mostly thankful for that, because getting sleep without that added headache has been great.

That said, I wake up from a nap today, completely perplexed from my entirely too vivid, and strangely plausible dream where I'm stuck in the middle of the ocean, in a tiny row boat, with Pinocchio, trying to find out way home with no navigation and all we have to eat are Fruit Loops.

I'm really hoping that it was just a cereal induced mid-afternoon crazy dream and not the new wave of weird from Storybrooke.

Dec. 29th, 2016


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So, the highlight of my day was killing a wreath. I was in my office and all of a sudden I heard some of the children screaming. I grabbed the bow that I keep in my office and rushed out into the foyer to find an evil looking wreath trying to get them. I fired off an arrow that pinned it to the wall then a second one that effectively killed it. Luckily it hadn't hurt anyone. I'd hate to think what would have happened if I hadn't been there today.

What was the highlight of everyone else's day?

Nov. 22nd, 2016


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I just clipped my daughter's wee fingernails and of course it's bloody impossible to clip little tiny things that are the thickness of about three molecules, barely discernible even under a microscope, and the one drop of blood and her screaming and sniffling just about made me want to off myself for being an utterly terrible father. I finally got her settled after some time in the rocking chair and singing her favourite sea shanty.

This might be even worse than the first explosive shit that was the excremental equivalent of that Game of Thrones red wedding episode.

And naturally the sextant with the Pegasus insignia on it, given to me by my brother Liam in the dreams, suddenly made an appearance when I woke up today. It was used to guide us to Neverland and then later in conjunction with a star chart to get us off the godforsaken island. I'm concerned that if I touch it I'll somehow end up in Pan's hell again, but I suppose it is a convenient historical tool for teaching about the art of navigation.

Sep. 10th, 2016


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I was just gonna send this to my friends and family, but then I though naaaah. I'm in one of those moods.

Guess what happened this weekend? )

Sep. 6th, 2016


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Well, I see that Orange County is still as strange as when I left it. In a weird way, it's nice to know some things never change. I'm still pretty glad I just missed whatever that was. Last time I left, I was pretty sick, it'd be the worst to start the way I ended.

Aug. 28th, 2016


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So, there are upsides and down sides to maternity leave. One downside is the almost self imposed isolation, I mean really he's almost two months old and I'm still making a production about possibly taking him outside, despite the fact that he's totally ready for it. Apparently, Orange County has made me paranoid and I really have to pack almost everything to take out on little trips.

But then, the upsides are pretty fantastic...
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Jun. 28th, 2016


[info]savioring
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Okay, you know how certain pregnant ladies get that whole stereotype of crabby and fussy and just plain annoyed all the time? There's a reason for it. Sleep deprivation. Sleep deprivation and a lazy baby who is officially past due to come into the world.

None of the methods work, I'm not past due enough to induce and I haven't slept longer than three hours at a time in the last four nights. And if one more happy smiley person touches my belly and asks questions I will zap them!

The enjoyment is officially waning.

May. 25th, 2016


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Alright, remind me not to scroll back to more than a few weeks here - you just get lost in a cesspool of who knows what. Only thing I've managed to take from it is that I'm a little concerned my teenage kids are also on this forum and reading about your issues, your dick jokes, and your internet hook-ups.

So what is it, really? What's the percentage? Like 40% dream talk, 40% Plenty of Fish, and 20% Craigslist?

Name's Hades. Was mostly working and making movies in Europe for the past few years, then moved Stateside to direct a gem called Inferno. We're about to go into post-production, so I'll just take two seconds to be useful and say, hey, putting out the call for post-production jobs and internships. Hit me up if you're interested.

May. 15th, 2016


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It is with a bit of exhausted fanfare that I proudly announce the arrival of our half-English, half-Yank spawn - Lina gave birth to our daughter today (without the need of drugs, mind you, whereas I certainly almost fainted a few times). Amelia Romany Wisdom is her name, and she's just a little over five pounds and a couple weeks early but apparently she was eager to make her grand debut and join all the oddness around here.

They're both doing well, though Amelia will probably have to stay a few days before we can bring her home. Our families are all quite happy too, but that could be due to the vodka my future father-in-law brought with him. Visitors are certainly welcome if you're so inclined.

May. 11th, 2016


[info]savioring
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[info]savioring
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Okay, since I'm officially under house arrest and my car keys have been stolen (not like I can fit behind the wheel anymore anyway), I need some help.

Netflix suggestions. I'm going cross-eyed reading and movement isn't all that great an idea, so I need something to rot my brain. Nothing overly long, I've got two months before free time will be a long forgotten memory, but I need some stuff to watch.

May. 9th, 2016


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Alright then, I'm back from the dead and likely in need of extensive therapy. No, literally, I was dead for about a month and trapped in the Underworld - did you know it's essentially a more grotesque, red-tinged version of Orange County? Not certain why it was designed that way but in my dreamworld, Underbrooke was a dedication from Hades to his ladylove. That's sort of weirdly romantic, isn't it? Building purgatory with your lover in mind?

Anyway, my thanks to friends and family who were concerned about my whereabouts. I'm quite looking forward to catching up with those who actually missed me. And I know there are a lot of you who have got girlfriends and such but I'd like to inform you that I've got the prettiest.

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Perhaps I'm a bit biased but after being dead such a face was a sight for sore eyes.

You know what else was a sight for sore eyes? Part of my beautiful, beautiful ship. As a 'welcome back' gift, Orange County decided to present me with what looks like the bottom portion of the Jolly Roger. It is my most fervent hope that this place stops yanking my chain in a not fun way and just lets me have my first love so I can assemble a crew and sail off.

That being said, am taking applications for a crew now anyway.

May. 8th, 2016


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Things I want for Mother's Day, but can't have:

- Time speeding up so I can pop this bundle of brat out of me.
- To sleep on my stomach again.
- To sleep at all, and preferably on my bed, because lately the hard floor's colder and more comfortable.
- To see kitten videos and not cry because their cuteness is somehow so goddamn moving.

And to dream less about town slaughter in the hands of a demonic fruitcake, but that's unrelated to me being a roly poly. It's another round of 'shit breaks, blame Lina for it awhile simultaneously making comments about the size of her breasts.' The story of my lives.

Apr. 20th, 2016


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Sometimes you overhear interesting bits of conversations from your neighbors. The girl next door had her windows open while on the phone and was yelling at someone on the phone about how she was mad at some guy for, what I assume was proposing to a friend with a cubic zirconia diamond. Part of me wanted to know more, but she must have moved into another room to continue the conversation, because that's all I heard.

Figures that I find out what's to come in my dreams and I end up having new ones. Anna, Elsa and Kristoff went home. Robin left town with Marian and Roland. Bella banished Gold from town. We freed the Fairies. A Chernabog attacked and then Cruella and Ursula showed up. I don't think we even got twenty four hours to relax after the Snow Queen debacle.

Apr. 19th, 2016


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Boxers on my ceiling fan. Really? and my damn bras are--

Waking up to that pleasantness cancels out the unpleasantness I had the fortune of dreaming, which is discovering that the Underworld is - and wait for it - a carbon copy of Storybrooke tinted blood-orange (you'd think Hades would be a little more creative on how to structure his own realm), and it looks and smells like it was ravaged by those same thugs that desecrated Orange County some time ago. It's an awkward moment when you walk down the streets and realize you're responsible for a good chunk of the souls trapped there, and I also don't recommend its location for an impromptu family reunion.

With that said, I'll be headed out for a trip in the very near future. For those who've yet to come pay a visit to Killian, you can come over any time. Hopefully it won't be long after this, either

Apr. 18th, 2016


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Filtered to Magic Users

Is anyone missing an enchanted doll? I saw one while I was at lunch just now at [name of deli] trying to order a sandwich.

One of the stranger things I’ve seen since I’ve been here.

Apr. 9th, 2016


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I know what I'm doing tomorrow.

Mar. 3rd, 2016


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I had no idea that Dreams could hurt so much. People I don't know in this world have made such a huge impact on me. People I certainly hope I Dream about again, but... when they die, are they really dead? I'm going to miss her terribly, but she doesn't really exist. This is so confusing, and it hurts so much. I can't stop crying, and I'm glad I'm not working because I'd be shit behind the bar right now. I don't even know how to deal with a loss like this one.

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Oh hey, Valarnet, what's going on? The world hasn't ended today, can I get a 'hell yeah'?

Kind of funny that we base our days on that, but what can you do.

I don't have much else to share besides IT'S A BOY!!!11! which we found out a little after Valentine's Day, and we're currently doing up the nursery (safari theme, very not cheesy or related to Neverland or fairy tales, thank fuck). Which brings me to my question: Anyone out there make furniture, or know someone who does? Em and I were interested in getting a rocking chair for the nursery, and I thought something hand-crafted would be nice. There are still a few months 'til we'd need it, so hopefully that's enough notice.

Jan. 7th, 2016


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I was prepared, I really was. I knew that people started getting dreams, because Clara had told me, but it's different when you actually get them, isn't it? I spent four days trying to pretend they didn't exist, but they kept coming back.

Let's see if I can remember it. Giant head in a jar. Bitchy trampoline who used to be the last human. The Elf &mdahs; The Gelf. No! Gelth. That's it. Aliens who farted — and I'm not even going to try and pronounce that name. Harriet Jones. Daleks. I was gone for a whole year because the bloke I was traveling with missed the time frame, say it was 12 hours, but it was 12 months. My mum thought I was dead and that my boyfriend Mickey had done it since he was the last one to see me.

It's all here in my head, and it's not fading. You know how dreams fade after a few hours? It's not like that at all.

Jan. 4th, 2016


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The one night I sleep soundly, I feel like I've had my skull unscrewed and a metric tonne of rubbish has been dumped in. We escaped Neverland (awful place, let's hope I never set foot on that island again), Pan met his demise, Crocodile slayed and Crocodile returned, now we're back in Storybrooke after time traveling, crashing a ball, and the last thing I saw before waking up was Swan trying to shoot a giant snow creature. With a gun.

It didn't go well. The thing sprouted spikes. Then of course after all of that migraine-inducing nonsense we went to go watch Netflix, which makes perfect sense.

How the hell could no one leave that cesspool of a town and yet Netflix is streamed in?

At any rate, it's early but I've got an interview for a job down at the docks that is actually legal, I'm setting a good example. A perfect combination of heavy work and customer service. Perfect amount of exhaust fumes and paper dust breathed in. I'm quite looking forward to it.

Jan. 3rd, 2016


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Disclaimer: I've been given permission to post this, so, no ass-kicking should be in store for me.

It might be old news by now, or boring news because it's not as exciting as dream talk, but this is pretty much a GPOY when Emma told me we were adding to our already somewhat dysfunctional and loving family:

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Early July will be upon us soon, and I've been reading a lot of Buzzfeed parenting lols to prepare myself.

Anyway, I guess I could talk about 'the dreams' but no one wants to hear about Lumière the actual talking candle.

Dec. 10th, 2015


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so i'm supposed to talk about my dreams, yes? alright here we go. i woke up missing a hand, it was a bit awkward.

there is absolutely nothing to do during the day when you're laid up in a hospital bed, drugged, and not wearing much beneath the thin gown. it's also bloody freezing.

i've taken to learning new medical terms and using them in conversations multiple times, counting how many. today's is sphenopalatine ganglioneuralgia which is really the term for an ice cream headache. the nurses are quite impressed.

and now i'm giving up on typing one-handed so

forgot where i was going with that anyway

Dec. 4th, 2015


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Ice cream for breakfast! Completely acceptable, if only to show off the food porn in this really cute bowl. But if you're curious, no, I'm not seriously going to eat the pickles with it.

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Obviously, it's safe to say that ice cream for breakfast isn't going to be the one responsible for making me fat in the next couple months. That's a blame that'll go right to Pete. Thanks, babe! Womb lease ends sometime in early June, but it'll probably be here faster than we think.

We're also not naming it after any of you assholes, so don't even suggest it.

Nov. 23rd, 2015


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Any ideas on how I can tell my father I don't want to spend Thanksgiving with him and his gold-digging wife?

Nov. 10th, 2015


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I was reading a bit about 'fun' Thanksgiving tidbits, you know, to educate myself a little. In addition to learning that the day after Thanksgiving is the busiest for plumbers (to handle all those clogged drains/toilets?) apparently whatever is commonly eaten on Thanksgiving wasn't even present during the first anyway - you lot are strange.

But I suppose that leads into my question. Where's a good spot to get a pie? I'd try making one myself but I live on a houseboat and my kitchen is somewhat small. It would lead to fires, surely.

Nov. 5th, 2015


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So, my Sister-in-Law just went into labor.

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No mess is complete without a questionable pregnancy scandal. That's also when you're absolutely sure your dreams have been elevated to a 'soap opera' platform even further, and my general anger towards it has dissipated into apathy. Wonderful. Zelena is a cunt, and I will now be the aunt of Robin Hood's child.

Among other things.

I've also had the pleasure of dealing with this nonsense across the street at night - what the hell were they thinking? I'd hoped the zombies that came to life on their lawn would deter them from putting up more things that make me claw my eyes out, but that's my mistake for putting faith in humanity's taste.

Nov. 3rd, 2015


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I can't keep going like th

How do people deal with neighbors who are constantly loud and make jokes of it when requested to not be so loud because the walls are thin?

Nov. 1st, 2015


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Now, unless I've been wandering in a hazy hallucination for days, then all of this madness is real. A bit much to welcome a newcomer with, especially one who has crossed the ocean just to settle in this lovely corner of the world, but as a person living in the States for the first time at least it's not boring. Yet. Is it ever?

Though I would welcome tips about the usuals - dirty pubs, mostly, but I'm collecting as much info as I can get about day-to-day life here and things to do. Which pretty face(s) wants to assist me there? I'm quite a sucker for a pretty face.