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[Mar. 6th, 2008|08:16 pm] |
Okay, question for those of you who've managed to switch back: how do you think you did it?
Because seriously, it's been swell, but the swelling's gone down, you know? I'd like to have my boobs back please.
On the other hand, if I have to get used to this I will, distractions would be appreciated. |
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[Mar. 6th, 2008|10:37 pm] |
Well, that was fun while it lasted. Thankfully, my teacher will actually believe me, when I show up for my presentation tomorrow.
( Alma ) |
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[Mar. 6th, 2008|02:46 pm] |
't aint right.
But I love every minute of't. |
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[Mar. 5th, 2008|02:33 pm] |
Oh, no! No, no, no, no!~
This cannot be happening!
First I am lost on some strange planet, then my worst enemy arrives, and now, I am a girl? Come on!! This sucks!
And did it have to be a girl who is a lookalike for her?
What the hell? |
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[Mar. 5th, 2008|05:06 pm] |
Great. Jus' great.
'scuse me whilst I go punch a hole inna wall. |
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[Mar. 4th, 2008|09:39 pm] |
For everyone's information:
This is still amusing, two days later. |
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[Mar. 4th, 2008|10:18 am] |
Now that that's finally over. . .
Lesbianism rocks. |
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[Mar. 3rd, 2008|06:46 pm] |
Somethin' ain't right.
Jack! Th'hell's goin' on, Jack? |
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[Mar. 3rd, 2008|01:11 pm] |
Hey Shawnsie. I'm busting Tess out for a little while, okay? She's going to hang with me.
She sort of got hit by this crazy gender thing. |
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[Mar. 3rd, 2008|08:54 am] |
I remember when things like this would actually surprise me. When I could go to sleep, and actually be sure when I got up in the morning, I would be in the same state I went to bed in. Oh, the good old days. |
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[Mar. 3rd, 2008|01:18 am] |
Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you. . . |
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[Mar. 1st, 2008|10:33 pm] |
What inna world is it with little boys an' dogs?
I just dont get it. An' I'ma be in so much trouble if'n the landlord sees it. |
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[Mar. 1st, 2008|12:02 am] |
( Mark ) |
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[Feb. 28th, 2008|08:33 pm] |
[Alma's filter with the below label is set so Bobby, Ennis, Jack, and Mark can read it.]
( People I love the most. ) |
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[Feb. 27th, 2008|10:54 pm] |
's it possbile t'like someone too much? |
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[Feb. 28th, 2008|12:07 am] |
Strike up the band, make the fireflies dance, silver moon sparkling...So kiss me.
Isn't it a bloody shame when you feel utterly romantic and want to share it with the world, you're a few weeks to late? Oh well. I feel in love. With my lover and with the world itself. So there. |
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[Feb. 25th, 2008|08:39 am] |
Alma, your resume looked fine, so we can discuss your hours at your earliest convenience.
For anyone who is in Park City ... having come across a disturbing trend over the past week or so, I ordered surplus of all the basic childhood vaccines. It's my understanding that some people here, whether because of time differences or otherwise, haven't gotten themselves up-to-date.
Starting today and ending ... well, whenever the surplus is gone, I'll be vaccinating people for a flat rate of seven dollars to cover needle expenses. I seem to have some medical record for the majority of the people here, for some reason or another. Tetanus and Rabies are especially important here, since the exposure to animals and the odd rusty nail isn't so uncommon. I've had a few close brushes already.
( Alma )
( Bobby ) |
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[Feb. 24th, 2008|10:46 pm] |
's it! 've had it with technology.
It's s'posed to make things better an' it just makes stuff more confusin'. |
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[Feb. 22nd, 2008|10:12 pm] |
First night inna buildin' an' someone get's shot.
Comfortin'. |
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[Feb. 19th, 2008|06:55 pm] |
World'd be a nice place with no men innit. |
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[Feb. 19th, 2008|12:30 am] |
( Bobby. ) |
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[Feb. 16th, 2008|07:22 pm] |
Times sure is changed, men never used to hit on ladies with babies 'fore. |
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[Feb. 12th, 2008|07:52 pm] |
Sumthin' ain't quite right here, now. |
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[Feb. 11th, 2008|08:53 pm] |
Fuck.
M'little girl is here. Junior. She's here. With...her son. M'grandson. Calls me 'papaw'.
Ain't no mistake.
He's Jack's grandson too. Junior an' Bobby. I ain't never thought that. They ain't never ev'n met, last I knew.
Ain't possible, her bein' fr'm th' future an' all. Ain't possible.
Jack ain't dead. He's right 'ere an' we's owning this here ranch, th'two a'us. He ain't dead in th'grave. He ain't. |
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[Feb. 11th, 2008|07:29 pm] |
Well then. I reckon I ought to tell y'all I just joined uh. . this place.
I awready know w'a's goin' on, no need to be explainin'. Name's Alma, Alma Junior, to be exact.
[OOC: This was posted after the log took place, mun got bored XD.] |
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