It's been a few days, there was the whole swing dancing thing - which apparently I was damn good at - but I should probably formally introduce myself. Probably.
Kitty Norville. Apologies if we met in the hall and I was less than chipper. The full moon The last few days was kind of a lot to get used to. Anyone know of any radio work around here? I could probably just go online and look. And pester people. I'm going to miss my show, though. I put a lot of work into that!
[ SAM & DEAN ]
See? I can be social and polite and not freak people out just because of my face. I went like a whole two days!
Happy birthday to the woman who let her husband take in his brother's orphaned kid and raised him like her own. Whose love didn't fail even when that husband died, leaving the two of them alone. Who tolerates that kid putting on a skin tight suit and going out to defend those who can't always help themselves. Who fights for others in ways none of us super types could even imagine. And who makes the best chicken parm in existence. And I've been to Italy now so I can say that.
Happy birthday to the greatest aunt in the entire world. Love you, May.
Usually, when I end up somewhere new, it doesn't come with a check, new tech and a place to live. Not complaining though, even if $5000 in California is barely enough to get a cup of coffee, I'll happily take it. Who knows, might use the check to hit the lotto and afford a burger or two. On second though, nah, my luck is crap.
We seem to have gained some unexpected company for the holiday. They haven't heard of I thought they might be from Narnia, at first, but it seems not. They are happy to make themselves at home, however.
Having decades worth of knowledge crammed into my head all at once is a headache I would wish on no one and perhaps it was a wish I should have thought through a bit more, but I don't especially regret it. In fact, now that I've had a few weeks to process, I've registered for an EMT Course. City College seems to have a decent paramedic program to follow it up.
It isn't precisely the career I had in mind, but at least it's still medicine of a sort.
I really didn't think the whole leprechaun thing was real but it is. I told the one I found today that I wanted a little Jedi temple for meditation and study with a Force tree. I'll be damned if there isn't one now in an obscure corner of Golden Gate Park. I don't think anyone else can see it, at least it doesn't appear so but it's definitely real.
Would you and Molly like to come see it. She will love the tree and it's safe to climb.
In my world there is a legend of an immortal white stag who will grant wishes, if one can catch him. Sightings of him are rare, and the times he has actually been caught are said to be even rarer, but anyone setting out to find him was advised to wish carefully.
Before you walk in and see it, I should warn tell you that the wardrobe is here.
There have been so many advances since the time Edmund and I cam here for. It's honestly pretty incredible, but I find myself feeling a bit at a loss for what to do with myself. I was working toward a career in medicine at home, but I have a feeling I'd have a lot to catch up on to resume my studies here. I'm not quite sure where to start, if I'm being honest.
I suppose it's something to talk to Ms. Smith about, but I was wondering if any of my fellow displaced had any recommendations.