Spinning Compass Network

Uh, hi. The Island's fucking messing about with things again.

Oh...

Oh dear. This was 35 years ago.

Hah we done moresciecne all day

TOMMY you gottdrink so much so so much when your in the avtar to be drink

drunk

that

I LIKe thb each with fire. and banshwwees lazy ikran.

Tomorrow, I'll have been here for a full year. Huh.

And Neytiri still hasn't come back

Alright, so I finally got all of the genetic mapping and everything done and here are the results.

Max and Darcy. While you do share the genes that make up your eye color and hair color and so forth, you have no genetic markers in common. You are in no way related.


TJ and Bucky. Same goes for you. While you do have similar genes as far as physical characteristics are concerned, you're not related at all.

This is where things get interested.

Aaron. You are related to neither Clint nor Hansel. You just all happen to look alike. But here's the interesting part.

Based on the various information I could gather after doing the genetic test I have found that Hansel is actually Clint's Great Great Great Great Uncle. I was able to do some family tree research and figured all of this out. It's pretty interesting if you guys want to see it.

I'm going hunting. Don't aim for the big blue guy if you're in the forest or jungle. Thanks.

What the fuck?

Oh my God, I'm forty. Slightly horrific.

need food and sleep

or sleep and food, not fussy

Back.

I feel like I'm just repeating what's already been said by a lot of people, but this is fascinating. Slightly terrifying and I've seen any number of creatures that would cause all kinds of nightmares I have no name for, but I kind of want to go out there.

I'm not going to, but I kind of want to.

Oh thank fuck.

Was that wine spiked "added to" very strong or something? I mean, it was wonderful, but oh my God, my head. Still. Two days later.

I need to do so much shopping. So much. Soft furnishings and the like. This house will not furnish itself. Aaron, love, we have to go shopping. Or make things.

I've run out of red wine.

Fucking hell

MARTA! I'm a pony.

These apples are the best apples ever.

How am I typing this without fingers? Jake didn't know but you're smarter than him.

Hah! I thought I'd have six legs like this!

Thank you, Jake, darling. You are more wonderful than I could express in words.

For everypony else...If you've been curious about Equestria, this is it! My shoppe will be closed for custom orders for a short while, though I will always be happy to meet with you and help you shop for yourself in the boutique.

I will be the pony with the most fabulous mane, if you should need me.

Just a quick reminder, because otherwise I've got far too much food...even though Quinn does keep stealing it when he thinks I'm not looking, party tonight at our apartment.

Okay I'm bored, it's late, my kids are asleep. Or two of them are, one of them is still messing around with his birthday presents. ANYWAY...

I figure with all the glum around we could use a little fun. This is for the pervy ones out there. Because we could all use a bit of a giggle. This is called naughty numbers. Starting now, until you decide to answer, keep a tally of how many times you have a dirty thought about anyone. Remember the name and how many times. If that person answers this post you put that number down below their name. You can answer more than once, and they can answer you back. Numbers can go up, they can't go down. You can't unthink dirty thoughts.

Man, woman, it doesn't matter. If you want to play, put your name down below. And check back to see if the object of your depravity has put their name down.

And remember passing pervy thoughts count.

For instance, sorry Peggy and Steve, but I've checked Steve's ass out at least twice today. What can I say? I'm a naughty girl.

Remember have fun with it!