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[Feb. 5th, 2009|12:17 am] |
Snow! Real proper snow! Here! It's amazing! :D |
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[Feb. 5th, 2009|06:31 am] |
Dieu
I'm not allowed to turn into a teenager ever again. Thank God Alex came up with that machine.
What a month! I'm so far behind on everything, and the kids haven't unlatched yet. I think I can afford another day or so to spend time with them.
It's not like the hotel will blow up or anything. |
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[Feb. 5th, 2009|08:47 am] |
( Henry ) |
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[Feb. 5th, 2009|02:08 pm] |
Magic? Pretty easy. Flying? I've got that down. Geometry? ... um, could someone please help? |
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[Feb. 5th, 2009|02:09 pm] |
Would anyone like to spar? I don't want to get rusty, or accidentally hurt my boyfriend. (Minako, this means you.) |
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[Feb. 5th, 2009|02:10 pm] |
Five days, twelve hours, thirty-four minutes, eleven seconds. A new personal best.
I'm well pleased with myself. How are my friends? My darling daughter? |
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[Feb. 5th, 2009|04:23 pm] |
Fucking bullshit...
Going out. Would get drunk if it did any damned good. |
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[Feb. 5th, 2009|06:12 pm] |
What is Cirque De Soleil?
Someone approached me with a flyer, and an offer for work. |
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[Feb. 5th, 2009|06:14 pm] |
I've a craving for scones. |
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[Feb. 5th, 2009|06:43 pm] |
I hate this time of the month.
( Wesley ) |
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[Feb. 5th, 2009|06:45 pm] |
I've attempted to modernize my clothing.
This thing called Jeans? It takes some getting used to.
I must say, I do like leather, though. |
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[Feb. 5th, 2009|07:46 pm] |
Hey Lilo, I've got plans for tonight if you want to be a part of them. it's B Flick and Pasta Night. |
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[Feb. 5th, 2009|08:26 pm] |
'S a nice office. What I'd call plush.
Parker? have you been redecorating again? |
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[Feb. 5th, 2009|09:55 pm] |
Oh, come off it. You don't have to play this place's bloody games, do you? Who you become and all that bollocks. Because this actually managed to make my list. I would've been better off replacin' a dead man, m'self.
( Angel, was it? ) |
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[Feb. 5th, 2009|11:53 pm] |
Ugh. That was the late shift from Hell.
Someone entertain me. |
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