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[Mar. 25th, 2009|01:01 am] |
Owen, we're getting a dog. |
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[Mar. 25th, 2009|06:18 am] |
You know, I could have lived my whole life without that.
Just for the record.
Thankfully, most of the bruising's going away, and I at least don't have a headache at all times.
I credit the presence of real food with this wonderful miracle.
Everyone got out okay, right? If so, I guess I have a niece and nephew to visit, at some point.
Maybe not soon, though. I keep waiting for the people who used to train me back home to critique me and tell me where I need to improve. Whee, fun times.
Okay, no more typing. I might need more sleep. But I think I'd like to get out today, if anyone wants to be bothered. |
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[Mar. 25th, 2009|11:10 am] |
What the -
I know I did not have fingers five minutes ago. What the hell? |
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[Mar. 25th, 2009|11:20 am] |
I can see my toes!
So, now there are two additional Summerses to fuck with. Philip and Moira were born Sunday, I think, and have since pretty much just cried and pooped.
But they're cute while they do it, so I think I'll forgive them. |
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[Mar. 25th, 2009|12:11 pm] |
Oh jeez, where am I? I'm supposed to be at school! Oh no, when my parents find out I'm not at school, they're gonna be awful sore.
H-hey, internet? How do I get back home? |
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[Mar. 25th, 2009|02:55 pm] |
I'm okay now. Those fanatical morons thought it was a good idea to take me. It was very hard for them. Oh yeah, that was fun. Alone time in a cell, a little bit of torture, some experiments.. umm, yeah. Let's not do that again. I guess some of them found the error of their ways after hurting me and thought the only way to make it better was to jump out a window or turn on each other. Maybe they should have had more time in therapy. Maybe they thought it was the only way to make things right, in their twisted frame of mind.
So.. I've been resting in my warm bed since I got away. Thanks to those who came and assisted in providing a diversion that I took advantage of. I probably would have taken longer to escape, but I'm thankful it happened sooner instead of later. I'm nearly just as good or bad as I was before now. Ah well, back to my daily fun and planning. I feel like having a short celebration to commemorate my newfound freedom. |
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[Mar. 25th, 2009|04:33 pm] |
I can't be having these freakouts when I'm home alone. I feel like I'm going to pass out. I need to do something to help find Ziva. |
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[Mar. 25th, 2009|04:33 pm] |
Hot chocolate, aspirin and a hot bath work miracles..
Those purifiers may've been idiots with a deathwish, but they had some muscle..
All's the pity it wasn't the sort in their head..
Johanna, are you okay?
Get any good meals? |
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[Mar. 25th, 2009|06:31 pm] |
Seems that me and mine got through this last patch of trouble all in one piece.
Only thing that suffered is the tea shop I run, morons finally figured out they couldn't get over the wards I put up and sent in a couple dogs and a Molotov cocktail.
Wards kept the fire down, worst I've got is a bit of smoke damage, all the equipment's all fine, dogs did a bit more damage though, took the chairs apart, cracked some of the tea-jars.
All I'm trying to say here is that I'm hosting a clean-up party this weekend, it'll keep until then, anyone who wants to help with a bit of elbow-grease and some scrubbing is welcome, and there'll be snacks provided. |
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[Mar. 25th, 2009|07:57 pm] |
That was bizarre...
Dad? |
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[Mar. 25th, 2009|08:05 pm] |
As pleased as I am to have gotten breakfast in bed - and so beautifully arranged - I'd much rather know where I am and when I am.
At least I woke up with my ring.
Brother, are you here? Are we playing hide and seek? |
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[Mar. 25th, 2009|11:42 pm] |
So. My kid and Skwisgaar's kid are married. Just in case anyone wants to know. :D!
Hey Skwis.... does that kind of make us brothers or something? |
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