I really need the 14 coworkers with candy at their desks to calm down. I'm going to turn into a Starburst. I've literally had so much sugar my new power is hearing colors. I'm vibrating.
Yes. I know I could just not take candy when I go by their desks. Logic is not requested at this time.
I have to admit, I haven't been mistaken for a celebrity that much since I was an actual celebrity. Hasn't happened in a couple of days now so I have to assume it's a This Place thing, but I'm gonna miss those perks.
I know I'm supposed to say things like I'm grateful for a second chance and all, but I'm kind of over it to be honest.
Thanks whoever took care of Jeff while I was gone. He's pretty cute when he wags his tail when he's happy you're back. Mostly because I never pictured a shark wagging its tail but here we are.
Is it safe to assume someone's taking care of Void?
I feel like I should be used to this but having everyone gasp and ask "oh my gosh, how?!" when I go somewhere is going to get old fast.
Top that off with I now live alone and I've got a little shark at home who is likely eating the entire apartment, and I'm ready to get back any time now.
Hi, everybody. I had a lengthy conversation with Ms. Smith so I understand the Avengers both helped and fucked up the universe, which, you know, is pretty on par for my cousin and his friends.
You know how your foster mom's best friend who is also your best friend's adopted dad is super rich and also a vigilante superhero and has an epic car filled with all the goodies and it's insanely fast and also has some upgrades that allow for chasing the bad guys safely and with weaponry? And you know how sometimes, a key to that car just shows up here in San Francisco? And then you find it down in the parking garage?