( colligo ¬ get collected ) → network.

Well this, this has been real fun. A blast sleeping in a strange place with an enormous lazy pitbull, one crazy of my friends and. . .well, frankly I'm not sure to think of all ye who remind me of people you aren't and all ye that remind me of stuff I watched on TV.

But I'd almost make pretty with my slutty ex than keep living. . .like this.

I've never felt so out of the loop in my life.

What..happened....

All these files about the Red Dragons, Spike really is dead...

There is no reasonable explanation to this! I am having flashbacks of Count Olaf and for some reason after going over the notes from my telescope I seemed to be 16..

*private to science types and Starfleet*

I have spent the last few nights working on the second moon and so far it seems to be stable. After another night or two of work I should know a bit more.

Oh. Fuck. Me.

So, I'm really bored and I can't sleep. I think I'll go drive for a while or something.

Everybody miss me? Come on now. Be honest. Tell me how much you were crying your little hearts out.

Just so everyone's aware, because some of you might not be, anyone who knows Koschei, he's not him any more. He's a bit more psychotic these days so you'll be wanting to stay away from him and all that.

Edit: Oh, and if you don't know him already, he'll be the one calling himself The Master.

Okay... let's not do that again, please. I'd really appreciate it. I admit I wondered about reliving the times of my youth. But not literally. Besides, I'm still young, last time I checked. So glad it didn't last There are a few more advantages to me being 21 again. I'm legal. Meaning, I can get into clubs and other such places and do things that I never could at age 13. It was an interesting experience, I'll give it that. But I'd rather not repeat it.

[Filtered to Adam Young]
So. Umm, thanks. For being a nice antichrist guy when I found out I was the Beast. And for not telling me about my mother. I probably would have went even more emo or something if I found out. Probably even panicked more than I was. It was similar to the first time I found out what I was, originally. But I'm back to normal, my true age just as you said I would be. So, err.. thank you.

*the sound of breaking glass could be heard since Sidney hit the voice button by accident*

Hurts too much...

So I got a job at a nightclub, working behind the bar. Let the inappropriate comments from drunken men commence.

I need a job. This is what I can do:

Make computers do amazing things.
Make your money earn money for you.
Blow up stuff discretely.
Pretend to be the perfect boyfriend.

This is what I can't do:

Clean toilets, counters, kitchens, pools, golfballs... Let's just say no cleaning.
Get things for people.
Listen to people when talk when they don't have anything to really say.
Interact with people in any sort of way.

So. Any ideas?