Musings

QUESTION.

So I know an apple a day keeps the doctor away, and peanut butter's pretty good at keeping jellyfish at bay, and Skittles distract leprechauns, but what's a good repellent for octopi?

Inquiring minds want to know. Or at least, I do.

It's kind of important.

Sparke Industries is hosting a toy drive for the Seattle Children's Hospital at the mall downtown. Donations are being accepted right up until 10 PM Christmas Eve.

Click here for a link to SCH's most needed.

Happy Holidays.

[Locked to A. Sparke.]
I'm sure it would help the cause if you made an appearance.

[Locked to L. Henry]
You're coming to the party tomorrow night, right? What's your favorite kind of cookie?

[Locked to K. Dawes]
We have to make room for Skyler! It's okay if he lives with us, right?

[Later: Locked to S. King]
Me and Kylie are getting your room ready. Movers should be picking up your things sometime next week. <3

[Delivered on Tuesday to every occupied apartment in each of the three buildings. They're nice quality, but not over-the-top fancy. They're not delivered by courier, but slipped under doors in Hamartia, left in mailboxes in Bathos, and delivered via the doorman in Aubade.]

( You're cordially invited )

Since I have to be fucking tortured by goddamn christmas shiny happy bullshit from a week ago till January

What's your favorite Christmas song? Between my sister and my coworker and the lame musical selections at the mall last Friday I've already heard all of them this year and it's not even December yet. :)

You're all a bunch of fucking hypocritical brainwashed capitalist sheep

From: kd@kyliedawes.com
To: e.okoye@glasspr.com
Subject: !!!!!

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Real tree? Fake tree?

I like the smell of a real tree, but my love is fickle for a slowly dying tree carcass in my living room and that lack of enthusiasm can become a fire hazard.

[sent to S. King Friday, Nov. 26]

hey, thx for being my thanksgiving date. you were awesome. wear more tuxes.

xoxo, kylie


[sent to B. Lucine & J. Kino the same day, later]
so we should have our awesome housewarming party next weekend, y/y?

News people are stupid. Kthx.

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Are we keeping a data base of these memories or something? I can't be the only one wondering who these memories belong to.

Don't exactly know where I ought to ask for this sort of thing, but I'm looking for a roommate. As long as you can pay your bills and don't mind a smoker in the next room, I'll take you.

My name's Kenna Mackenzie. I'm new in town, don't know that many people here.

should I what the hell, why not I run with an investigative group called the Paranormal Investigation Team. We're nothing formal, just a bunch of Creations good at tracking down the sort of complaints that the police will laugh you off for. If you see anything that might warrant taking care of, or you've got the sort of talents you think we might have use for, don't hesitate to contact me.

Oh my God, moving is such a huge pain! It's like this terrible never-ending flood of boxes and movers and people unpacking things and asking me questions. Seriously, it's a new apartment! I don't know where anything goes! You put it somewhere, and that's where it goes. Someone just has to tell me later, and that's fine. Really!

At least some of the boxes are starting to get cleared out, and the furniture is all delivered and everything is starting to look pretty. I mean thank goodness, right?

So! To celebrate my moving in, I want to throw a big party. Housewarming, except not actually at the house, because it needs to be bigger than that. Like, huge! I already have a couple venues in mind, but I'd love suggestions or requests or just general RSVPs! Come and meet me, people! And please, call me Kylie.