Second Chances: the Network

So ... They really don't like being told that their multiverse theory is wrong... I think they might be angry with me.

Anyway, who is the local neighborhood spider in these parts?

❤️Mayday

Chocolate is very difficult to get out of hair. Consider this a warning.

I need someone with deep pockets to rent a stable at night so we can all go horseback riding. No further questions need to be asked.

I promised my therapist that I would try to be completely normal about this—publicly, at least. In my room, there as a lot of jumping on my bed, which I feel like is a reasonable reaction, because...

While I was totally willing to wait another year, I got off the waitlist for Stanford.

I'm starting the Fall semester as a sophomore as an Applied and Engineering Physics major.

_(eeeeee!)

I miss my children, but I'm having a wonderful time in Hawaii.

[FILTER: Phil Coulson]

Happy birthday, Phil. We'll celebrate when I get back.

Between time travel and alternate universes, I think I’ve lost track of how old I actually am today, but at least there’s cake, cause I’ve got the best kid ever!

I can't help but feel that Caleb is behind this shit cause, like, it doesn't compute, but I have to keep reminding myself to breathe, and I can't teleport and I ran into the door and hurt my head after being interrogated. But like maybe that hug from Julie mixed with the weird juju from Caleb and I actually did crossover and now I'm in a weird reality where men in black give me money and a phone and a computer and tell me I'm supposed to go to an apartment building and meet my guardian. And am I supposed to put this money in a bank, or can I go spend it on more clothes cause I'm sweating? Do I have to save it and be responsible, or can I spend it? Does it need to last? How long does it need to last? Will my guardian provide me with food, or do I have to get a job and buy that? The dude mentioned school because I'm 17, but I've been 17 for a really long time. And I don't really wanna go back to school. I just wanna make music, but I need a bass. Is there a music store?

Aw man. I'm hungry. Maybe this is real. uh. Hello?

Neither of us are okay. Neither of us are going to be okay for a while.

I sincerely hope everyone is back to normal now. I didn't think I had the ability to be surprised anymore, but this place seems intent on proving me wrong there.

LADIES 21+

After the recent chaos, I'm calling it. We need a ladies night. Drinks, maybe dinner. I'll take suggestions for the where and the when.

Okay, let's never agree to cover for Rhoda again. I don't mind helping a coworker out, but I feel like I haven't had a day off in weeks.

So, did I miss any plans for Memorial Day? I finally have four days off and I need to do something that involves wine and sunbathing.

Losing my wife on Mother's Day hurts a little extra.

I have been stuck in this infernal bubble for THREE HOURS.

Anyone who laughs is going to wind up with lutefisk in their pillows for a month, mark me.

So, if anyone was keeping score, the game ended thusly:

Flock of Birds: 1
Matt Murdock: 0

Huge shout out to the healer types. You all are the real MVPs around here. (Sorry, Scott.)

( Delivered the Next Morning to Claire Bennet, Claire Temple, Rapunzel, Hope Mikaelson, Stephen Strange, and Christine Palmer )

I am so DONE with being human. This is unacceptable!! Who thought it would be a good idea?

How do you do, fellow Midgardians?

It is I, normal, boring Midgardian Loki, who can do nothing of any worth because he's been rendered human by some affront of natural forces.

How do you survive your days like this? It's appalling.

[Filtered Away from her boys and the kidlets in general]

This feeling.

It's just emptiness. Like something was torn out of me.

It's like losing my brother all over again but worse. A completely severed connection to part of my soul.

I've lost who I am

Where are they?

Rapunzel

Hey.
I might need a favor. If you're up for it.

Claire Temple *after her comments with Rapunzel

What's your schedule like tomorrow?

Thanks to Ben's help, we won quite a few of the carnival fish. They are now living happily in our tank.

( Picture under here! )

I still haven't found my white collarless shirt from Fred Segal, by the way. So wretched.