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[Jan. 10th, 2010|12:01 am] |
This is what happens when people let me get excited about something. Skies.
Anyhow- I'm having a stag party tonight. Well, I suppose I should start with "I'm getting married tomorrow," since the stag party's because of the marriage, not just a craving. But regardless. Everyone's invited- to the wedding, males and immortals only at the stag, I'm afraid. Tomorrow, on my reservation in Alaska. [coordinates, portkey address].
Gifts not necessary, nor is any specific sort of formal dress. But it's winter in Alaska, folks, be reasonable.
I'm getting married! Did I mention that? |
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[Jan. 10th, 2010|12:11 am] |
Bless me, what day is it?
And where are my shades?
Boys, that was some party. Where are you off to next?
[ooc: Crowley is only just now dusting himself off from the Dethklok show in Madrid. On Thursday. He might have gotten a tad carried away- whoops!] |
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[Jan. 10th, 2010|12:16 am] |
[ooc: fading in and out, with little background noise]
...Device on? It is alight, somehow, though not hot to... like candles would be...
...Seems to be... writing down what I say. How peculiar! It's as though a very small transcription artist was trapped in...
...does 'Post' mean? I've no correspond- |
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[Jan. 10th, 2010|12:17 am] |
It's hard to believe it's been so long that I've been here...
I fear I've been ignoring all of you. Any new men of the cloth interesting folk arrive that I've missed?
Also, My dear Father Clemens - Do you believe it's been over a year? |
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[Jan. 10th, 2010|12:23 am] |
IT HAS COME TO MY ATTENTION THAT I NEED SOMEONE TO THROW ME A BACHELORETTE PARTY.
Or I could invite a bunch of naked people, that works too. |
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[Jan. 10th, 2010|12:28 am] |
I want to go where it's snowing...
Ilya, what do you think? |
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[Jan. 10th, 2010|01:27 am] |
My Daddy says that I need to introduce myself. That it's only polite.
I'm Elise. |
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[Jan. 10th, 2010|01:31 am] |
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[Jan. 10th, 2010|02:34 am] |
Let me just make one thing very, very clear.
You're not coming to live with us, Katherine. Or are you finally going by Jennifer now?
Don't even bother to reply. |
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[Jan. 10th, 2010|01:53 pm] |
It is too fuckin' cold outside to deal with this. If I see one more asshole with gangrene from a polar plunge, I'm going to just let it fall off.
( Mattie )
( Cadence ) |
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[Jan. 10th, 2010|02:30 pm] |
All mortals that perform music should do so in that manner. I enjoy those who use brutality as an art. |
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[Jan. 10th, 2010|05:32 pm] |
Haven't used this blasted thing for an age. Should probably start usin' it more, 'fore people start thinkin' I've dropped off th' face of th' world.
I'm sick of th' snow, though. Reminds me too much of th' Heights, and everythin' I'm missin'. |
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[Jan. 10th, 2010|05:36 pm] |
The next idiot to go outside and get stuck can just stay there for all I care... I'm a caboose, not a repair truck.
Even Krupp knew to stay still when the snow came, and he was pretty useless. Why can't most humans get that through their thick skulls? Wrench would have a bitchfit at the messes we see, I swear. |
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[Jan. 10th, 2010|07:31 pm] |
There's nothing as good as groady-corner gyros and cold beer at 3am. The hour must have some effect on flavor.
Anyone in London thinking of road tripping to one of these metal shows? Any concert in which the cops and ambulances are there before it even opens has to be good. |
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