Doors

Ghostbusters is on again. I keep hoping somebody's going to actually come up with a working Proton Pack.

[During this in Turnberry Place.]

Hey, so is someone being murdered across the hall or what? Anybody else in my building want to take bets?

If anybody is reading this and knows exactly how long carpenters wood glue will bond to sugar and marshmallow to papery substances ???? because I just glued 16 orange pumpkin peeps to a crucifix i rendered out of circus tickets, and all I had to do this with was wood glue...

here is a list of things that I didn't really do today:

Had pretend argument with pretend friend about why Spartacus is not a Kubric film, and won.

Collected sea shells on the shores of Camp Crystal Lake.

Drank a Red Bull under the boardwalk, with a bucket of chalk tied to my back.

Bought a soddering iron.

told someone my name is Lulu. In a sense my name IS Lulu though.


so as you can see I had quite a busy day.

[Jamie Madrox]

Sooo can you fly yet?

I don't really want to go to any more of those parties. Everything worked out in the end, after getting out of that. I guess I learned something at least. I think that's what I'm supposed to say. I'd still take it all back if I could. No offense meant to anyone. I'm just ridiculously happy right where I am. Maybe I don't ruin everything I touch.

I called my mother, thinking I should go for a visit. Chay could come with me, but Mom would try to bleed him out of money. Fuck it, he's coming. We have some time before going back out to the mastodon site since it's too damn hot to breathe out there.

[Private to Sam A.]
How are you doing?

There isn't enough alcohol.

I'm not going to another party.

I'm so fucking sorry.

I don't want to work today. The desert is really hot - no shit, right? I want to go do something fun. As much as I love digging around the Valley of Fire, I am thinking water, lake, something cool, minus dirt and sand.

All work, no play - you know what I mean?

Russ

Free for dinner this week?

Ford

Hey. Busy tomorrow? Was thinking lunch or something.

Public

Coworker just caught the microwave on fire trying to make popcorn. Finally, someone who cooks worse than I do (am I smug or awed or a little terrified? I just don't know).

What to do when you want to try things that no one will understand?

[As Preston R.]

So far, not one of my belongings has managed to make it through the moving process in one piece. I should have just gone for all new.

So, am I part of some fucking special club now? Lucky me.

what the fuck was that.

[Posted by Spider-man.]

Hey. So, how do you guys feel about superheroic teams? Yay? Nay? Hooray?

Wakan Tanka, Great Mystery,
teach me how to trust
my heart,
my mind,
my intuition,
my inner knowing,
the senses of my body,
the blessings of my spirit.
Teach me to trust these things
so that I may enter my Sacred Space
and love beyond my fear,
and thus Walk in Balance
with the passing of each glorious Sun.

[Several days after this.]

And just what the fuck happens when an old voice comes back, huh? Am I supposed to feel rejected by the newest guy, or appreciated by the old guy?

For sale: one purse and one child-sized jacket. Set of keys to an unknown apartment and/or house, presumably in the Las Vegas Metropolitan area. One piece of ID, must be small, blonde and irritating to fit the profile. Your new name is 'Thea'. Will accept cash, best offer.

It's too bad that I'm too old for the prom. It sounds like fun. I never went to a normal school though so I missed all those good things. I probably would have spent more time getting the dupes to finish my work for me.

[Goku]
We need to get together again soon. I miss a good workout.

I have a new kind of job. I am an assistant, paid for by a university. Chay is amazing at arranging things, but I'm actually really good out in the field. That sounds so serious. It's enough though to quit working at the casino, playing for change. I can also work on stuff at the RV and maybe put it down at a studio at some point.

I called my family at home. They didn't believe me.

Does anyone else with one of these have...strange dreams? I can't quite explain it, but perhaps someone here could help me figure out who is actually the other in my mind. I've yet to meet them, but I know that they're there somewhere. It's a strange feeling, actually.

I dreamt yesterday of the strangest things. Biblical things, at least from what I could recognize. Things about the beginning, about...well, I still can't make sense of it all. I'm still not certain what, though, or why. Angels and demons. Some demon named Crowley came up frequently. I'm gathering that perhaps this is because of the other inside my head, because I felt terrified of this demon, and it felt like I knew him extensively. Does this name sound familiar to anyone on these things?

I did not think that I would have to ask this.

Does anyone need a roommate? It is strange to ask on this, but my sister is now...back in China. I don't know what I can do on my own.

I am officially moved out of my studio. The place was shit anyway. I now call Chay's RV home. It's sweet. My guitars and clothes are here. It's all I need. Even my Facebook status says 'In a relationship'. Holy shit.

March, Chessie, WHEN ARE WE GOING TO PLAY AGAIN?????

Oh, and I do love Cancun. I highly recommend it. Parasailing is hot. I'm even tan.