I think things are back to normal today. I haven't turned invisible once today, which is probably a good thing since my daughter seemed to freak out everytime I did just that.
I seem to be back to normal. I apologize to whomever found themselves making earthquakes - it seems the town is still in one place, so it couldn't have been too catastrophic.
I have been a werewolf all of my life, and it was rather distressing to have that taken from me. Sometimes you don't realize how big a part of you something has become until you lose it.
I suppose that's another lesson in life that tells you to be grateful for the things you have, and not to take anything for granted.
We should grab coffee now that everything's back to normal. Or at least more normal. Normalish.
[PUBLIC]
So Diana told me about this Justice League thing that other me is in from her world, and you know what? I think that sounds like a great idea. Do the metahumans here do that sort of thing? Can I help? I want to help.
So the karate class at the gym was full with a lot of big tough guys who thought that it would be cute to spar with a little girl. I think they were assuming it would be some sort of kinky foreplay.
Let me tell you, they're not in the mood for foreplay now, what with nursing their bruised egos. And other bruised parts.
My eyesight is gone again. It was nice while it lasted anyway. Big thanks to Constantine for exorcism and to Dresden for the warding. For now I took a week off from work and intend of spending most of it in deep, spiritual conversation with a tequila worm....or seven.
To my dearest friends and neighbors, I must apologize profusely. It seems that the new recipe I used this past week is some kind of drug that causes people to act in a way they would not normally. I am horrified and embarrassed by my mistake, and I will do my best to make up for my error. If there are any errands or chores I could help with, it would be my pleasure. I am truly so sorry.
Who: Mary Crawley Crane and Steve Rogers (and George) What: A four year old meets Captain America Where: Walmart When: Thursday afternoon Warnings: Probably none
So I completely forgot about my birthday last week. To be fair, I was trying to keep myself from wolfing out and accidentally killing someone. It took a lot of effort, believe me. Those of who know me would probably agree.
Anyway, I'm twenty. Again. Going home a few months ago messed with my timeline here.
[Housemates] I was talking to someone not too long ago about paint gun wars. It's something Stiles and I used to do when House and Cat were still here. I think we should consider starting it up again.