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Has anyone seen an astronaut?

Maybe an angry Scottish woman?

Is buying stock in frozen peas and pizza an option around here because I'll be needing them both most definitely.

And, yes, it's because I have gracefully tumbled front ways, backwards, sideways, and probably diagonally since the terrain change. Snow =/= Sand. Crisp waves and salt water =/= slick ice patches of utter death.

Even my expert-level agility and ninja-like reflexes are having some difficult adapting, and Peter, hi roommate, I think I found a sweatshirt of yours and I borrowed it because it's effing cold. Sorry for the dog hair when I return it.

Who is bringing me gifts and praises today?

We're having a St. Patrick's Day party, yes?

IT'S SO CUTE AND YOU CAN HUG IT. She told me I can name her and her name is Drizella Dragon!

My eternal thanks to one Kate Bishop.

Spot High, auditions for Grease, the spring musical, will be held next Tuesday after the final bell. Come prepared with a monologue and 16 bars of any upbeat number. There will also be a dance sequence you'll learn that afternoon, but nothing complicated I promise!

I can also definitely use backstage help, and that includes from all of you not actually in school. You'd be surprised how unhelpful soulless Island parents are.

Look.

I'm not saying that my heart-felt, jazzy rendition of "Mary Had a Little Lamb" didn't hit it out of the park, but lets be real:

It was totally awesome.

Also, I will gladly take any and all leftover Valentine's Day candy that you're telling yourself that you can't eat for whatever reason. Really. I'll gladly take one for the team. Especially if you have Hot Lips. Who doesn't love cinnamon chewy candies?

And, Boss? We might need a new frothing frother machine thing. I was...experimenting.

It was a great party, May, and thank you for hosting it. Unfortunately, I've got to let everyone know that it looks like Michelle is gone again. I don't think we've got an Island weirdness thing going on this time, but I've been wrong before. Just the same, her belongings aren't there so it's most likely the real sort this time.

In better news, if you hadn't heard yet, yes, we're engaged. So I guess we take the good with the bad around here, lately.

Morgan's gone. Yes, I know you are very sorry.

[Note: Family living in the bungalow would know before this post.]

If anyone needs a book, might I suggest waiting till tomorrow? I'm not even sure I can find Aziraphale in here, let alone the specific book you need.

This is madness, Angel, you've finally snapped and gone too far.

My home is here! Too bad my family couldn't come with it. Who wants a tour?

Hi.

My name is Tommy.

I am looking for my mama, her name is Wanda. Or my daddy, his name is Vision.

No one speak to me for at least 24 hours. That is all.

What the

This is...wow. Can't say I ever thought I'd see this place again, but I'm definitely looking forward to it. Anyone want a tour?

Steve, did you do this?

I can't believe I'm going to say this, but it's good to be back.

And...whole. I know the island's pulled some tricks in the past, but has anyone else ever gone through physical changes before? Or maybe I'm just losing my mind.

Are we home? It feels like we're home.

Island home, I mean. But also...not Island home??

Whatever, I'm going for a swing before class. And after class. And on my way to work. And home from work. This is awesome.

Here I was thinking oh hey, it's kind of cool to be back in LA.

And then I got cornered by some...I don't want to call them thugs. That feels like an insult to thugs.

Welp, looks like I'm on a temporary vacation til the weather clears. Kind of hard to enjoy the beach when everything around you is frozen over.

Anyone need help shoveling themselves out from the snow?

[added later]:

Blame Tony for this one, but looks like we're going got be re-theming Jim's for a while. I'll be sealing up the decks nice and tight and I think we can make some firepits for anyone who wants to come by. We'll have holiday-themed hot drinks if anyone is willing to make it out.

Once Karen and I have appropriate clothing, we should go out and actually have fun.