»» Helena!
»» Do you remember when I suggested we adopt a ferret?
»» And name her Giselle?
»» We were gifted with Trailer instead
»» Now we have two dogs.
»» Helena!
»» Do you remember when I suggested we adopt a ferret?
»» And name her Giselle?
»» We were gifted with Trailer instead
»» Now we have two dogs.
You remember when you volunteered to do some art things for the youth center? There is one scheduled for the 23rd of this month, and its yours if you want it.
I should have asked his a long time ago, but what do you want for your birthday?
I feel like I'm actually an old woman, staying in most nights with a book or one of the shows I've discovered on Netflix, and I feel like I need to change this. After all, I am still relatively young.
Good evening, Mr. Castle and Mr. Banner, my name is Myka Bering. Mr. Banner, my partner and I, Helena Wells, are currently in a two bedroom apartment. 1009 to be exact. We spoke about and agreed upon moving up to the 23rd floor if there is a one bedroom apartment available, which is why I’ve added Richard Castle onto this filter. Neither of us were sure what steps needed to be taken for this move to be possible. I’d like to reassure you that our decision to move into a one bedroom on another floor has nothing to do with you as a housing assistant. We both were looking for a change of scenery and to be closer to friends.
Helena and I talked and came to the decision that we would move higher than the 17th floor. If this move goes through we’d still like to have you over for tea sometime.
With everything lately I forgot to mention that I may have found someone willing to be our assistant until she passes her licensing exam
You're coming with me, honey. Get ready.
FILTER: WHOVERSE + FRIENDS* (*As usual, if he's said he likes you--you are a friend!)
You lot all right? Unpleasant bunch of people out there, if you need help getting around... Suppose I could be a taxi until they realise they've better things to do with their time. Like crochet! Does anyone still do that? Brilliant hobby. Much better than the manufacturing of Dalek merchandise.
We should make our final decision soon. Then we can begin packing everything so we can move it.
... But how do we decide which Doctor to move closer to?
Do you think Serena would mind if we adopted a ferret and named her Giselle?
I know Mother's Day is hard for you. But I'm here and willing to listen if you want to talk about Christina.
Last week, I had the delightful experience of gaining a new set of memories. To say it was unsettling would be an understatement.
I understand this is a common experience around here. How do the rest of you deal with it? Specifically, what do you do when those memories involve others from your world. Do you tell them about the future? Even when it's about as horrible as it can get?
Why did you not tell me you broke up with Rhodey?
What, excepting torture, would produce insanity quicker than this treatment? Here is a class of women sent to be cured. I would like the expert physicians who are condemning me for my action, which has proven their ability, to take a perfectly sane and healthy woman, shut her up and make her sit from 6 a.m. until 8 p.m. on straight-back benches, do not allow her to talk or move during these hours, give her no reading and let her know nothing of the world or its doings, give her bad food and harsh treatment, and see how long it will take to make her insane. Two months would make her a mental and physical wreck.
I was planning to surprise you tonight - nice meal, long massage, fill in the rest - since the Angelus situation seems to have finally been resolved. I ran into a slight problem, however. I can't seem to get the cufflinks off. (And no, I'm not going to leave my shirt sleeves down and fastened with attempting to cook or giving you a massage.) Don't laugh. I don't know why they're stuck.
I'd prefer not to have to call in Philanthrobot if its a mechanical issue, so I'm hoping I just need another set of hands. Maybe it's just the angle...
Maidens of Potts Tower!
I have seen many such posts these past few days, so I thought I would try my own luck. One of my comrades has been having a bit of a hard time lately and could benefit from some companionship. I seek a consort for him for this Midgardian Prom, though I do not believe my friend requires a teenager.
He is a brave warrior, and a champion of Justice who would pass along good Midgardian stock to any potential progeny you might have. He has a strong jaw, and a stronger character. He is the gentlemanly sort and enjoys music and horseback riding. He is also an avid historian.
Now, who is interested?
12 days. Are you ready for it?
It's been a few weeks. How're you settling in here?
Guess who has six thumbs and isn't stuck cleaning salt and snow crud off marble floors five days a week.
Wait... something's wrong with that statement... Can't put my finger on what though.
So, scale of -10 to 1, how likely would it be to talk you into this prom thing ESD is doing?