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Never again.

Has everyone made it out?

What's everyone up to this Saturday night? I'm looking for ideas!

[Added later] Movie night at the Alpine! Everyone meet at 7!

[CABIN SIX: Steve, Bucky, and Rose]

What do you think of guinea pigs?

Could definitely have it worse than Pepper Potts Stark. But uh, for the record Stark, this is not my choice.

I got a job a little while ago.  I'm working part time at The Piano Man, a music shop.  It's my first real job, which is cool.

I can't quite figure out how I'm going to explain that I have a guy who's stuck being around me.

MR HAPPY IS GONNA BE MY NEW BEST FRIEND!!!!

I love spending time with my kids, but not being able to leave Harley's side is a bit much. Do we go to school or work?

This...is not the strangest thing that I've witnessed, but probably one of the more uncomfortable scenarios.

No offense, of course.

This is not funny. Very not funny.

I am sorry, May. This is not meant as offense to you, but I do not wish to be stuck like this. Why is this happening?

My name is Oliver Queen and I realized that I haven't introduced myself despite having been here for about a month? We ended up changing places and I kind of lost track of time. Anyway, hi.

Diego's gone.

Thought everyone should know.

Had brownies for breakfast.

It was great.

( Reason 29342983428347 why Kate loves the Internet )

Has anyone seen an astronaut?

Maybe an angry Scottish woman?

Lounging around the shop has been fun and all but my four layers and I probably need to find actual work now that I've got a sproglet to support again.

I guess we're sticking around.

Thanks to everyone to came to my super last minute birthday party. That was probably the best birthday I've had in awhile. Definitely better than the last

I'm going snowboarding later. Who wants to come along?

Oliver Queen

Does that dinner include dessert, too?

Does it still count as a birthday if you had your last birthday literally weeks ago, because time travel and shit?

Asking for a friend.

Who is maybe me.

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.

I hate snow.

There's a university here.   Is anyone else thinking of applying to it? 

I’m almost sorry my fuzzy friend is gone. Have everyone else’s departed by now, as well?

Who wants to take a sunset cruise? I'll tell you all about the fish and how my chinchilla friend can't swim.