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Dec. 7th, 2015


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Had a pretty great weekend enjoying the snow and decorating for Christmas... until Viv spiked a fever last night and nearly sent us to Urgent Care. They fit her in this morning at the Pediatrician's office... ear infection. Merry Christmas.

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I think the crying may have stressed out Veronica. Can Viv and I come and stay with you guys for a couple of nights, until the antibiotics kick in?

Nov. 25th, 2015


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There's a glorious, glorious man I met in the dreams last night. Could perhaps benefit from a nose job, he's not all that tall (he's a dwarf), but he can probably talk me out of my own pants and has chest hair so majestically curly I can't take my eyes off it. I'm sure the phrase 'my eyes are up here' applies to him in this situation. He's also the only person I know who names his crossbow and treats it like a lover, but alright.

I've also paid off my servitude after a year for gaining entrance in that charming shithole of a city, and apparently am making strides to get on board with an expedition that takes you underground for treasure. Assuming we don't get killed by dark spawn things and ogres before we get to the loot.

Oh, and get this. One item I get from that wretched place: a cheese wheel caked in a year's worth of mold. No, really. It's a legitimate thing that stayed in a corner of my Uncle's dirt cave for an entire year. I swear it's alive.

Just in time for the holidays. I'm so blessed.

Nov. 12th, 2015


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Dinosaur droppings. In case anyone was wondering, they're as dino-sized as one might expect. Not really what I anticipated on a tour of a park guaranteed to be a disaster, but interesting all the same.

I also find it interesting that in these dreams I have three kids - here, I only have one that I know of. It's something to be thankful for as I take headache medicine with my coffee this morning - last night Kelly slammed her bedroom door in my face, yet yelled at me through it for a good twenty or so minutes about how I don't understand her. This is all because, as I can recall, I asked her to take out the trash.

Hormones and mood swings are killer at this age. It's like I need battle gear in my own house.

Nov. 5th, 2015


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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.

Oct. 16th, 2015


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This is, surprisingly, not a post about pumpkin spice or Halloween.

I'd call it an introduction. Not a blind one, however - no, I've scrolled back many pages to revel in all this...uniqueness.

Dr. Ian Malcolm, resident Chaotician at your service. I teach a few classes here and there at UCI, and recently moved to the area with my daughter who is a budding Olympic gold gymnast.

But that's only me. What about you? Lots of dream talk. I like it.