PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

Happy New Year's, L.A.

I hope you all have a great year and that you get to do everything you wish for.

This is for you, Sam.

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I am never eating any chocolate again!!

That was just ridiculous! Anyone aware of who was responsible? I would very much like to punch them in the face. I still miss my father

I know you're friends with T.K. but er..have you ever met Jacen before?

Soooo. Back to normal yet?

Well, that was... interesting, to say the least.

It was a blessing to forget some things, even if just for a little while. Other things... I would have hoped I would never forget.

[Cathy]
Did you get a chance to think on my suggestion?

Alema Ra.

Well, okay. This is an alternate dimension, it's also the past, and apparently there are numerous alternate dimensions. Scientifically, that doesn't make any sense, yet, though it does bring up interesting questions about the relationship between the theory of time and the creation of alternate timelines. Note to self on that.. visit to the local library in order. I mean, it's Los Angeles, it has to have a decent library. Until I can figure out how to access accounts that don't actually exist in this dimension, anyway, after which I'll be able to do less digging in out-of-date books and can have access to the journals I read. Well.. if they even exist here.

Rather on a random note, it's been a long time since I've been at a homeless shelter. They were glad for the help, though, and they're all the same sort of people that ran the one I lived at when I was.. oh, God, fourteen? Fifteen? It takes a certain kind of personality to volunteer at a place like this, I think. It's oddly nostalgic.

Of course, I didn't have a skinny telepath watching my every move, then, either, nor was I misplaced in time. While certain parallelisms are comforting, it's impossible to forget that I'm almost forty, with a home and a pseudo-family, and I've been fighting terrorists for the last decade-and-a-half with a legendary cloned mercenary. I am far too old for this sort of thing. Knowing my luck, Dave will throw out all of my projects while I'm gone, because he'll think it's all junk, and I'll have to start all over again.

I just don't believe in this powers-that-be, god-and-the-angels thing. It all seems a little silly and religious, and while I admit that I'm technically Catholic, it really is sort of hard to believe in that sort of thing when you a) have devoted much of your life to the pursuit of science, logic, reason, and finding answers, and b) haven't been to Mass since you were twelve. That isn't to say that s/he/it/they don't exist in some capacity, somewhere (even here, perhaps), but in every world? No. In mine? No. Not with Psycho Mantis sitting here across from me, not with.. Vamp, and Ocelot, and the abomination that was Liquid Ocelot. There's a certain amount of horror inherent in that which I don't believe would've been allowed to transpire if there had been some sort of force capable of preventing it.

This really is a very long ramble. I haven't had time to express my thoughts for a while, now, and I've unfortunately got a lot of them. Still all rather distressing. I keep telling Mantis that I'll be quite all right on my own, but he gives me that look when I do, which convinces me that he thinks I'm rather helpless. But then, he's been dead a long time. Or.. rather, he should be, and somehow isn't.

It really doesn't make any sense. More sleep may be in order.



Edit: Oh, and this candy-that-makes-people-think-they're-children thing sounds sort of interesting. I've never heard of a drug that specific, that affected that many people so similarly. I wouldn't mind getting a sample to look at, but I'm afraid I'm currently woefully lacking in resources to do any sort of study. Perhaps there's a university nearby that would let me use their labs.

I just watched a demons and a vampires play drinking games, and then play cards for something that was alive, in a bag, while talking about women problems.

It might have been the strangest thing I've seen in a while. I had to leave when they asked if I wanted in on the next round.

I was always terrible at poker.

So what's your New Year's resolution?