One wasted afternoon.
If this isn't Limbo, then what is it? Is this my subconscious or Cobb's, and if it's mine, why would my own projections consider me a threat? And should I shoot myself to wake up? Cobb said dreams feel real when you're in them. But this feels way too weird.
[ EAMES & ARTHUR. ]
What the hell is going on? Where's C
if we're casting understudies, thor, buddy? i've found yours.
I like our apartment. I've gone down to find someplace to buy some stuff for us. So let me know if you want anything beyond the standard toothbrush and comb. But while I was walking I started thinking.
You don't think Larry's going to show up here do you? Because I suddenly started wondering if this is all his fault.
Happy fucking Father's Day, Dad. From your screw up of a son. You must be really disappointed. Got Grant killed. Got Riley fucked over. Not literally. That was Keith. Fucking Buck. Glad I killed that fucker. Thought I was some kind of fucking jungle warrior god when I was really just a stupid shithead white boy with delusions of grandeur thinking with his dick. God. Citra. Fuck.
You around?
I'm flying out to Malibu tonight on the jet. I've got some business there that will keep me away for the next month, including my annual meeting with Aldrich Killian. Yeah, that guy.
Don't worry. Happy is going with me, but you should think about coming out soon to save me from his insistence that everyone wear a badge around me. I'm pretty sure he spooked another version of you.
Don't suppose you're around for an old friend who needs to talk?
So, randomly, just casually asking.
Are you still afflicted with IKEA stigmata, or is your hand feeling better?
And your plans for Saturday are?
»I didn't wish you a happy Bloomsday because I did not think you would want to celebrate it feeling as you do about Leopold Bloom.
» Hopefully there weren't too many people sawing the air, drinking and offering you your own words on a much less exalted platter.
Yesterday had me thinking and I realized I wanted to say something. Starfleet is and always has been my family. Thank you for your courage, loyalty, and for standing up for what you believe in - even when it goes against orders. I couldn't have asked for a better crew.
guyles in thedoorway
Now that there's a bit less distraction from third parties, you will have to come over sometime.
» I've changed the lock system.
» See me to get a key and access code.
» Fire escape.
» Cute.
» I am so sorry something happened and I do not think I can make it in today
Can I talk to you about something?
I know this is a bit odd, but I imagine you would understand where I'm coming from better than most. It's about a mutual friend of ours, sort of.
I realise now that I've made a mistake, I shouldn't have kept anything from you -- and most of all, I shouldn't keep from you the reason why I felt the need for secrecy, and so if you'll let me, I'd like to explain myself.
Well.
Lol guys? Guys. There's a kid version of the guy that I happen to be making out with right now. (Shut up, we're going with mostly unlabeled right now.)
:|
I'm also pretty sure he (adult version) just split himself from the surprise.
So I've decided this SHIELD training might just kill me. My brain hurts in places I didn't know it had. If anyone needs me for the evening I'm going to be in the bathtub with the e-reader on this thing, a glass of red wine, and a million bubbles.
Unless anyone wants pizza.
» You up, Red?
» Got a question.
>>So I spent fourteen hours of my life yesterday watching your show.
>>Dude. The vests? Seriously. What the hell?
>>I also noticed that a couple of your friends left.
>>Sorry. That's got to suck.
>>Need some company?I can't believe I just said that