Musings

[Call is made around 2pm]

[Ring]

[During memories.]

[After Erin's memory, he spent a good half hour pulling splinters from his palms, and then he called the moving company, sending them over to Bathos, and whatever the hell she had in that place that kept her healthy could just come right along with her, as far as he was concerned.]

You home, woman?

Do you have anyone who can help a telepath? I need this to stop now.

Filtered to C. Byron

Hello there. I was wondering if I could bend your ear for a tic.

Ring, ring...

Things I'm over:

Taylor the Latte Boy (I don't need a man. There is the satisfaction of providing your public with a vision of true beautology, true sytlisity, - how can I put it? – true glamorositude, and that will serve me just fine!)

The man at the dog park who won't pick up when his dog goes poo (its called having manners, if moi can do it...toi can do it.)

Starbucks (Taylor ruined it for everyone)


Things I'm new at:

singing songs with strangers (please see below, I think it went well),

Seattle's Best Coffee (my latte girl is Karen and she's sweet as pie and likes to sing too)

Wednesday's off (thank you Jimmy I had a very exciting night in, singing with my dogs and eating my weight in caramels out with wonderfully fabulous girlfriends)


Things I'll never get over:

My dogs (Muffin and Cooper, your mommy loves you),

singing, playing piano, tap dancing, and new hats.

Eating my feelings (never eat more than you can lift)

Motto this week: Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and it may be necessary from time to time to give a stupid or misinformed beholder a black eye.

( Miss Penny live at the Magic Store with some guy named George who may or may not be her insurance agent )

this is becoming a nasty habit Colt. I was wondering if I could ask a potential favor of you.

[Delivered to E Gracewater, the morning of the Masquerade, by a smallish old woman. She arrives with two assistants and three racks of Masquerade costumes.]

( This is becoming a habit. )

Things that I have: $10 and a pack of trident gum and my skateboard.

Things that I don't have: a place to stay , any idea where Jack and a job.

So, how do we remedy this situation, folks?

[written in the kind of copperplate that only comes from a lot of handwriting lessons and careful attention -- it's on a piece of foolscap, torn from one of the journals Joss carries around and on the back, she's probably forgotten, is about half a page's worth of story, of peacock-colored people with jewels for eyes -- it's unsigned]

I'm sorry I hurt you

[Text to E Gracewater after this.]

Your crazy boy is sleeping at The Academy tonight.

i want to ask you a question. tell you a story. a story with questions. it won't be a catechism, you won't need to answer directly, or in the middle.

I remember a while back there was some talk about an Academy? Is there anyone who can fill me in or actually attends it?

[After this.]

( Left on Erin's desk at the Academy. )

[Text sent while Erin is walking through the final inspection of the Academy, five minutes after leaving Colt's office with said inspector.]

What's taking so damn long?

So, uhm. I hate these so much I just got here and I hear there are a lot of things that have happened in the last couple of weeks. Anyone mind giving me a rundown so I know all the hot spots to haunt. Haunt is still a hip word, right? Dark places are always nice, possibly of questionable repute. I've done a little research, but it never hurts to get a couple of suggestions. Also, if anyone has any sorts of errands or odd jobs they need done. I've got a long list of skills and a lot of time on my hands.

I'm sorry to tell you all, those that care. I know there are many of you.

Corbinian is dead.

The decision made at the meeting he assembled stands. Look forward to more on the topic.

Help: Anybody with the name of a good locksmith, or someone who’s just handier than I am. I’d do the job myself but I’m awful with that sort of thing- far from my forte.

Payment in your choice of cash or other hard things. Prime stock, if you’re wondering.

Inquiries to be made in person, Hamartia 405.

Discretion and expedience required.

Why the secretary couldn't just send out notes or something equally ridiculous

I hope you all enjoyed the ball.

[Delivered to E Gracewater during the ball, after she is no longer at home. The embossed white card is just signed: Colt]

( In a white box with twine and tissue paper )