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[13 Aug 2012|08:48am] |
festival festival festival~
will there be food? and games?
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[13 Aug 2012|09:02am] |
[ filter; greeks ]
If you are truly my bro my hu Zeus, then you will see this filter. And when you don't reply, I will know.
[ filter; children ]
How are you, darlings? Hebe, my dove, your birthday is next week. Shall I surprise you with a gift or would you like something in particular?
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[13 Aug 2012|10:18am] |
It's over.
I don't know what to do now.
I'm hungry.
I should probably find another country to cheer on. Not a whole lot going on for Puerto Rico. We've probably been out too long, didn't get boxing this time. That's usually a bronze-promise. But wrestling is still
I suppose it's obligatory of me to make unnecessary, not as though they'd see this congratulations to Javier Culson and Jaime Espinal. Looks like we finally broke out of our boxing tendency. But didn't hold onto it too. We couldn't have gotten three? I don't mean to be greedy or ungrateful, but how can we lose out on the one thing we've barely been
Two more years for the Winter games.
[MAL.]
Sorry about
Thank you for [...] everything.
What are you doing this weekend?
I think I want to Would you be up for I really can't shouldn't But I
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[13 Aug 2012|11:06am] |
Ever wonder what a moth (or any other bug) thinks when it's coming up to a bug zapper? "Its the great dub-step! I gotta join!" or something?
(I may have hung one up outside. Mosquitos love me. I feel slightly terrible.)
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| 1~ pheme liveblogs a break-up |
[13 Aug 2012|02:35pm] |
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Sitting in Muddy Waters, sipping on a latte and enjoying a biscotti, when the couple sitting three tables away from me gets into a huge fight. Since y'all aren't here, let me give you the play by play. It starts with him accusing her of being a whore and sleeping with his bestie, and her countering that he's got a small dick. Would it be intruding to ask for proof?
Oh-em-gee, could this get more salacious?
This is glorious, truly amazing, and definitely more interesting than that not exactly blind item about the biblical baddie who seems obsessed with a fellow pantheon-mate to the point where many think they could be more than friends/potential lovers, and what aspiring Perez Hilton wannabe doesn't love when a scoop falls onto their lap?
[...] oh my stars and garters, that crazy bish just flipped the table, getting coffee all over her now ex-boyfriend. He looks pissed. Fuck, I'd be pissed too, lattes don't come cheap!
Ahaha, she's getting up to leave[...] He's staying put. Oops, he's looking this way, does he know I'm writing about him?
[...] and he smiled at me. He's inviting me over I'm going. I'ma make my move, like a baws.
Bee tee dubs, this is totes me right now -
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[13 Aug 2012|03:31pm] |
I'm not sure how people can count sheep to get to sleep. If a sheep was jumping over my bed suddenly I think I'd scream. Once I tried just to test the theory but the sheep became a duck and I started giggling which made me more awake and I started singing that song Ol' McDonald and I got hungry.
Oh! I'm so excited to be going to school with my Brothers. William and Oliver better watch out! Toby is in town! If anyone has any good gossip to tell me about them I'm up for it, of course if it's anything about, you know, not things sisters should know I prefer not to.
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[13 Aug 2012|03:34pm] |
While the festival is on the 14th, Mr. Wolf and Mr. Lee are both helping with a reenactment on the 15th. 2 o'clock. Same field as the barrel launching project. This is not only for my students of the summer semester, but for any who wish to attend. As stated during previous experiments, the appropriate medical staff will be on hand.
[Filtered to Staff/Administration]
Semester-end drinks?
[Filtered to Grace]
Would you and the boys like to go to the festival with me and India?
[Filtered to Mr. Harwell]
I have enclosed a private message detailing some as of yet unpublicized notes and comments on the Curiosity project by one of my friends at NASA.
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[13 Aug 2012|06:39pm] |
For those who have grown weary of this charade and to those who have, until this time, been oblivious:
As recompense for those who have been profoundly damaged by my social experiment, I have $50 VISA gift cards and assorted vegetables on hand. If what you seek instead are answers, I'm sorry. Would you have expected differently? I'm sure the true Zeus, wherever he is, is much kinder.
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[13 Aug 2012|06:45pm] |
One day I'll be totally a special envoy on the Olympiads. Because I would love to have that in my resumé and because I love the irony of it, not that I'm Olympic, but at least Greek. Kinda. Rivers count.
Can't wait for the winter games, and then Brazil! I should save some money and go to the winter games, at least to take some pictures.
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[13 Aug 2012|07:16pm] |
Elizabeth Reinert.
Be a darling and gather all those lovely siblings of yours, we are having lunch tomorrow. My place.
Brother dearest, care to join us? Bring friends if you want. I feel like cooking.
((ooc: that's not a filter; she's actually putting her name in bold))
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[13 Aug 2012|08:09pm] |
While I'm sitting in this taxi, I might as well use this app on my phone.
I spoke with a university advisor the other day, and he suggested reaching out to MU’s online community if I wanted to contact other reincarnates. I don’t know if there’s a rulebook or etiquette for broaching the subject, but I suppose a straightforward approach is best.
My name is Paige St. Clair, and I used to be Izanami in my past life.
[...] All right, that sounded less corny in my head.
Honestly, the idea still makes me want to get my head checked, and I’ve known who I was -- or should I say am? -- for a few years now.
I’m interested in talking a little bit about my experiences, but I’d also like to hear more about this place. The brochure was thorough, but there’s nothing better than talking to the locals to find out about the lay of the land.
[Voice-mail to Annabelle Lee Jones]
Hello, Ms. Jones? This is Paige St. Clair - the hope-to-soon-be arriving roommate. I just left the airport. Hopefully this taxi will actually get moving and I'll arrive within the next century.
Hope to speak with you soon. [click]
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[13 Aug 2012|09:21pm] |
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( i don't wanna hurt you, i don't wanna make you sway, like i know i've done before; i will not do it anymore~ )
[Filtered to Jon]
Hey. I've been thinking, and I know things are different between us, so if you wanna dump me it's cool. I get it -- I'm not exactly girlfriend material, I'm older than you, we're probably into different things -- and it's fine, y'know? We don't have to talk it out or anything, just say the word and you'll be free of me.
[...] And I promise none of my kidlets will attempt to retaliate for my 'broken heart' or any shit like that.
[Filtered to Cain and Jake]
You two up for a visitor? I'm officially breaking my sobriety, and I'd rather drink with you fuckers than drink alone. [...] Besides, you two have smokes, and I don't want to buy any. I'll buy the booze, though.
[Filtered to Reeve]
How's the trip going? You poison anyone yet?
[Filtered to Loki]
We should talk, sometime.
[Filtered to Public]
Anyone here ever follow the river in the Black Woods down to that little lake with the waterfall? Fucking beautiful, man, and a great place to relax.
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[13 Aug 2012|09:21pm] |
HELP! HELP! HELP!
It's the 11th hour and I've had a few people drop out of the booth! Seriously, you couldn't have told your girlfriend you were doing this last week? Why is she even mad? It's not like it's a date auction. Note to self: Date auction in the fall? And two of you are sick?! I told everyone to stay healthy! This is... UGH!
I need a few people, men or women for my kissing booth. All you have to do is stand there, look gorgeous, collect money and kiss the customers. Yes, I am already a part of it. I don't want to do two shifts, even though I am a very good kisser. But if there aren't enough volunteers, I'll have to.
If you're not a part of my booth, then please come by and support it. Some of the earnings will go to the LGBT Club, and some will go to local gay rights organizations. There will also be a LGBT Club booth, so visit that too! Haters to the left.
And, of course, you can always purchase an arrow or two. There is time for one last summer fling. ;)
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[13 Aug 2012|10:31pm] |
I have a job. I'll be working part-time at the Camelot Pub. They wanted an experienced bartender, but I know nothing about mixing drinks. I was able to make them see I'm a great waitress, someone they needed, and told them I learn quickly. I'm going to be trained how to mix drinks and the such while waitressing. Not at the same time, of course.
Now, I'm just waiting for school to start.
[Filtered to Lancelot]
I don't know if you're here or not. If not, then that would explain why you didn't reply the last time. If you are, then you might not have seen it, because I refuse to believe you're scared to talk to me. Since everything must have a point, mine is this: I want to meet you. We can talk about old times, but, mainly, I'm just curious who you are now. And what you think of me. Think of it as catching up with an old friend.
[Filtered to Galahad*]
I am not a very motherly person, but I think it is important that I connect with you. I would say we can make up for lost time, but our past lives were meant to be lived the way they were. You were born for greatness, not to be pampered by me. If you don't say anything, I'll try again later. Eventually, you'll find your way here (if you aren't already), I think. It seems most of us do.
[*ooc: I understand Galahad does not exist, so to speak.]
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