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Aug. 6th, 2015


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Why are textbooks so expensive? What are they printed on, unicorn hide? Good lord. I don't often wish I was back home, but after paying US tuition rates and then having someone slap me with a thousand dollar bill for my textbooks, I'm starting to wonder why I live here. (Oh, right, I love you lot.)

Aug. 5th, 2015


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I just had the worst possible dream, ever. No bright side to that one. Except that it was just a dream.

Also woke up to this. I think I might be just a little big for it though.

If anyone needs me I'll be at my mom's.

[season 6 spoilers in comments]

Jul. 25th, 2015


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Trigger warning: death in comments.


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Ugh, I've been knackered all day. You lot jinxed me, I had horrible nightmares and it felt like I got no sleep.

And even in my dreams, I fail Zoe.

Jul. 23rd, 2015


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...I think I might be as crazy as the rest of you. How can a dream feel so much like reality?

Jul. 21st, 2015


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So I woke up from another dream.

Apparently I'm a fracking computer genius now.

Jul. 19th, 2015


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I can't place why, but this bothers me more than it should.

Jul. 18th, 2015


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The sky's kind of pretty in an awful end of the world sort of way. All of the squirrels that could fit into my apartment are here with me, and a couple of crows who I'm told are being really gossipy. Thank god squirrels eat everything, I ran out of nuts hours ago and Tippy-Toe won't let me go outside.

Jul. 13th, 2015


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Considering our fantastic luck with 'weather' (black lightning, weird energy, you know, 'normal' things), I went out to stock up on basic supplies because it couldn't hurt. I don't usually venture towards something that 'meows' often, but I found this guy hiding under a car from the storm. I became the awkward person trying to convince people in the parking lot to take it, and failed, because it's home with me.

I knew there was evil behind this.

Jul. 12th, 2015


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How come the people that always cause trouble are the middle-aged and old people? I've never had someone under thirty stiff me on a tip or throw a fit the way some forty-year old soccer mom does when she thinks her coffee is too cold. And it's almost always some creepy old guy trying to grab my ass.

I just needed to vent. One of my regulars suggested I try venting here. I'm Sarah.

What's with the weird weather?

Jan. 26th, 2015


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I didn't want to believe in all of this. Oh, I've read the reports - how many times in one year can a water supply be laced with LSD? You'd have to be purposefully obtuse to ignore that this place is strange.

Then there was the naked man in my backyard, who happily demonstrated his ability to heal by stabbing himself with a fork in my kitchen.

I'm only two dreams in to this bizarre world filled with time travel and robots whose sole purpose involves killing me and my son. Anyone would like to believe that this world doesn't exist. A world where, in the future, a machine would be so angry at its creators as to blow up the entire world.

But I'm washing blood out of my sheets and have a hole in my shoulder. I can't ignore what's right in my face. Even if I wanted to - and believe me, I want to. If this rabbit hole goes as deep as they say, I have to be prepared.

Jan. 25th, 2015


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I never thought California temperatures would feel like a relief, but so far this is a heck of a lot more pleasant than Zambia was. No complaints here.

Doctor Bruce Banner. I'm new in town, so I thought I'd say hi. This is me saying hi!


[Filter to Tony Stark]
Hey there, pal. Remember that time you offered me a job, like fifteen years ago?

Jan. 21st, 2015


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Over seventeen years ago, a man named Kyle Reese changed my life forever. At the time, I think I hated him for that. He came into my life as quickly as he left it, when all I really wanted was for him to stay. I was young and alone, confused, and left with the responsibility of raising a child all on my own. I can't complain about that; I can't even imagine a world without John in it.

But I was scared, and angry, back then. I was unorganized, I couldn't even balance a checkbook, and I had no idea where I was going with my life. I had no ambitions and no path; I was completely lost. So you could say that Kyle actually saved my life. He saved me from myself and gave me purpose.

For years after that, I'd dream about him. He'd come to me in my sleep and encourage me to keep going. I haven't had dreams like that in almost six years.

Last night, there he was again. Only this time there were things I can't even wrap my head around. People dying, robots and soldiers from the future. I obviously need to avoid eating anything before bed.

Jan. 18th, 2015


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My kid's idea of torturing me on a sunday night is making me watch the new season of Worst Cooks of America.

... at least I can make a decent taco after my own time on the show. But I never did master making crepes.

Which is ironic, since the best thing I could make before I ended up on the show was pancakes.

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Does anyone know how hard it is to live out of boxes? I need to find time to unpack the rest of those boxes. And yet I'm finding time to look around this place.

Thought I would listen to my friend and check this thing out. Hello, I'm Amy.

Jan. 8th, 2015


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Someone stole my cello. Who does that?!

Jan. 5th, 2015


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Technology and how far we've come baffles me at times. I grew up in this generation, the one that's watched as cell phones changed from gigantic bricks to tiny wafers of cardboard that can do so much more than make phone calls. I was there for the internet, when you used your phone to connect to it. I remember when computers were so big and heavy they could barely fit on a desk, and now they're the size of a standard paper notebook. And about as heavy.

I'm always scared I'm going to break this thing. My son would laugh and the other kid would remind me how sturdy they actually are. But hell, I'm still trying to figure out how to use the Keurig at the office. When did coffee makers have so many buttons?

Where are we going? Postage stamp prices keep rising - who sends letters anymore? Who buys the printed word when they can get it in a heartbeat on their phone, or computer? A thousand years from now, is anyone going to know what made us who we are? There won't be anything physical left to remind them.

Ridiculous worries from a nostalgic older woman, I guess.

Oct. 28th, 2012


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It just figures that the cost of a pack of cigarettes would go up right around the time I decide to pick the habit up again.

I wish they sold them in single servings. Sometimes you just need one.

Oct. 25th, 2012


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I'm looking for a booty call.


Please ignore this previous post, its been a long day and my sister was not in her right mind - John Connor

Oct. 21st, 2012


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Somehow I'd forgotten just how crazy some pregnant women get. I was away for too long.

Or maybe the women with common sense just don't get pregnant.

Oct. 20th, 2012


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To hell with not drinking on the job. I'm getting a beer on my break.

Oct. 19th, 2012


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I just spent the last 45 minutes trying to read through old posts on here.

This dream thing. Is this related to living down the block from Tin Man and his Weird Science? Am I going to regret settling down here? How often does this crap happen? How many of you are experiencing this?

The last thing I need is some weird ass dreams making my kids nuts. They're not that well adjusted to begin with.

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Come with me if you want to live

I dreamed I got shot, then I got back up. The man who shot me wasn't human. He was sent to kill John. I had to protect John.

We held up a bank at gunpoint because I had something in the vault. Sarah put it together. That man beat his way into the vault, and I flipped a switch. There was this light.

I felt..detached the whole time.

What was I? He sent me back to protect himself?

Something I ate?

Oct. 12th, 2012


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All our windows just exploded.

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I think I'm making the kids nervous.

I went to the store and bought a few new cooking supplies, some herbs and a garlic press.

With enough guidance from Food Network even I might be able to turn out a convincing roast chicken.

Convincing them to eat it is another matter entirely.

Oct. 9th, 2012


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Correct me if I'm wrong but the best part of breakfast is pancakes. I mean you can have them with tons of maple syrup and even fruit! It makes getting up in the morning a little more acceptable. That and a large cup of coffee.

Best way to eat pancakes, go! For the record I'll say the most peculiar combination I've seen is gravy on pancakes.

Oct. 8th, 2012

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I don't think that was very amusing.

Oct. 7th, 2012


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If I never see another potato for as long as I live, I'll be happy. It was brilliant, but horrible all at the same time. At least I know how, now.

I feel like my destiny is set in stone and I wake up feeling less and less human.

I need cake.

Oct. 4th, 2012


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We got a parrot yesterday. It's cliche, but we're calling him Polly.

John is going to teach him to operate the coffee-maker. I wonder if I can teach him to play music.

Oct. 2nd, 2012


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I was going to introduce myself or make some kind of 'The Connors are here' post, but the kids beat me to it. They're better at this than I am, anyway. And since no one's ever met 'The Connors', announcing our arrival is kind of a goofy thing to do.

It's not like we're the 'come over to our place and have a family barbecue' kind of family.

So instead I'm just going to say that I've had to apply 5 coats of paint to my bedroom wall to get the gigantic pink vagina and blue penis off of it. Both John and Cameron are too old for the visuals to count as sexual education, and I really don't want to know what the images were doing on a bedroom wall to begin with.

Oct. 3rd, 2012

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Amazingly my sister has beaten me in introducing myself to the world or at least the county.

I'm John Connor and I look forward to seeing exactly what this place has to offer.

Oct. 2nd, 2012


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Sarah suggested I register for this network because it 'might do me some good.' I suppose it's the digital equivalent of getting out more.

I'm Cameron. This place is tight.