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[Mar. 6th, 2012|03:44 pm] |
Uh hi, everyone. I'm Sam.
I'm new here. I mean, not new, because Dean said I've been here before, but that wasn't me, even if it technically was.
I got the basic gist of what's going on, but I still have a couple questions. Namely: does anyone know what controls the tornado that brought us here, if anything? That's actually the only real question I've got right now. |
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[Feb. 14th, 2012|11:03 pm] |
I'm Navi McCoy now~ |
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[Jan. 16th, 2012|10:11 pm] |
Mrs. Bela Winchester? May I speak with you? |
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[Dec. 19th, 2011|01:33 pm] |
Fuckin' son of a -
Falling off of a roof hurts about as much as you think it does. Don't recommend it. |
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[Dec. 17th, 2011|05:37 pm] |
Got my own flat and signed the papers and everything! I'm going to move in on Monday and Tuesday. So thrilled.
Mum, Dad, now you may feel free to do whatever you wish to each other without fear of me screaming. |
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Winchester clan - locked from Bobby |
[Dec. 13th, 2011|01:26 pm] |
Who's in for descending upon Bobby's place like a swarm of festive locusts? Putting up decorations and all while he's out doing his weekly shopping? |
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[Dec. 4th, 2011|07:24 pm] |
The twins are here! (If you know Dani or Annie Winchester, the baby ones.)
Bela did great through the whole thing - Sadako, you're a lifesaver. Bela, you're ... I don't know, you're a trooper, and I'm so proud of you and I could never even think about how much that must suck. |
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[Dec. 1st, 2011|10:58 am] |
Oh, thank God. I've never been so happy to experience ripping pain and the need for a new couch. Dean, hospital, now please? |
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[Nov. 26th, 2011|11:47 am] |
Hey, uh. I'm back. I'm home. Thanks, everyone who came looking for me. Think I'm gonna stretch out and sleep for a week, but feel free to drop by the house.
( Dean )
( Aidan )
( Anne ) |
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[Nov. 24th, 2011|12:41 pm] |
Happy Thanksgiving to all the Yanks. I'm sure my husband's intent on having some manner of party after we find Sam, but I'm a bit out of the loop. Girls, if you could perhaps be born in the next little while, I'd be grateful. |
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[Oct. 10th, 2011|10:10 pm] |
Angel? Iggy? Mom? Dad? Cee?
... am I going to break you guys again? |
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[Sep. 29th, 2011|12:13 pm] |
I figured I would say hello to everyone; I am sorry I've not been much for chatting or talking, but having two little ones dancing around and kicking my bladder with irritating regularity doesn't make me social. I've a month or so to go, and I love my girls (and my husband, goes without saying), but having twins is bloody awful. If you've never done it, well, don't.
( Agent Hotchner ) |
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[Sep. 28th, 2011|01:07 pm] |
Shana Tova
It's been a while since I've felt it would be, but this one will. |
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[Sep. 13th, 2011|03:07 pm] |
So, on the one hand, I accidentally dropped Robbie.
On the good side, he made a squeaky rubber duck noise and bounced and now he keeps flipping himself off of his changing table. Wiggly little grub. |
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[Sep. 4th, 2011|12:10 am] |
Sono a casa!
Finally! |
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[Sep. 1st, 2011|06:02 pm] |
I totally just saw my baby girls on the sonagram thingie. Granted, they look more like melted Sour Patch Kids than anything else, but they're mine and Bela's. And man, Bela's kind of hot when she's starting to get a bump.
Who am I? |
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[Jul. 27th, 2011|03:38 pm] |
Mon dieu. Ain't so sure ol' Remy's cut out for puttin' up with a pack of teenagers again.
Especially when they mine. Ain't sayin' they a handful, or hard to deal with or nothin', but this ain't the same as being guidance counselor in a private school.
Least this kind of bein' in over my head is slightly less fatal than the other times I been. Any parents of suddenly-grown up teenagers got any pointers? |
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[Jun. 13th, 2011|08:37 pm] |
Dean! Annorah! Danielle! Robbie! Whomever! Small Robbie just said his first words! I was putting him down to change his nappy, and I had a bottle in my hand, and I don't know, he just ... spoke. I heard Bott-a, clearly and distinctly. I gave it to him, and he said it again, with that silly little smile he sometimes gets.
Is it strange that I want to cry? |
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[May. 25th, 2011|07:13 pm] |
Today, one of my dreams has died.
Screw you, Oprah, for crushing my hopes. |
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[Apr. 29th, 2011|09:56 pm] |
I have a husband who gets me stupidly expensive and beautiful things as Mother's Day gifts. And he hides them so I can have the thrill of the chase. And I was able to finally find it today, given I've not been ill all afternoon.
I did start to cry when I found it, but I blame the hormones. I'm still feeling very loved, I must admit. |
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[Apr. 24th, 2011|08:39 pm] |
Right.
For those of you wondering, I'm not a boss.
Stop trying to shoot me. I'm on your side. |
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[Apr. 24th, 2011|08:43 pm] |
Y'know...times like this, when I wanna thank my dad for screwing up my childhood, the bastard's not here for me to say it to his face.
Zombies. Why'd it have to be zombies? |
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Locked from Isabela |
[Apr. 17th, 2011|09:04 pm] |
I have ... a date. Of sorts.
Tonight.
I have no idea how to dress for this. |
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[Apr. 16th, 2011|10:44 pm] |
... this place again? I guess I'll have to find the same apartment and see if it's open. Jack liked the proximity to his school.
I suppose it would be too much to ask for if I hoped that someone I know from home is still here? |
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[Apr. 15th, 2011|03:32 pm] |
You know, I don't know why I didn't think of this sooner. I'm thinking dude's night, once a week, poker or movies where the chick doesn't get married at the end or whatever, maybe some pool. Meat. You know, dude stuff.
Who's in? |
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[Mar. 19th, 2011|12:34 pm] |
( Lulu )
( Bela ) |
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[Mar. 18th, 2011|08:20 pm] |
Ow. You'd think that aging from a toddler to a teenager in the blink of an eye would be all magical and stuff, but it really hurts.
Mom? Dads? Flock? |
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[Mar. 5th, 2011|05:24 pm] |
Day off of work. Perfect day to sit in my pajamas and watch fantasy movies from my childhood on repeat while knitting things to give to random people.
I am a font of excitement, yes, why do you ask? |
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[Mar. 5th, 2011|02:00 pm] |
If I've not said it out loud, the twins are on the way now. The doctor's told me I'm about a month and a half along, and as such, Dean's actually raised an excellent point with me: I drive a SmartCar. That's not perhaps a good thing when one's got twins coming.
So. I've bought an Aston Martin, and would like to sell the SmartCar if anyone's interested. I'm just amused Dean's all right with me driving an English car; you'd think he'd have whined for ages. |
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[Feb. 27th, 2011|12:00 am] |
( Dean ) |
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[Feb. 25th, 2011|08:37 pm] |
I think my daughter may wish to be born a bit early. Sadako, if you don't mind her rudeness, I'd appreciate your help. |
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[Feb. 24th, 2011|04:47 pm] |
Dean? Have you been baking this past week? There's scads of muffin tins in the sink, and Annie usually cleans up after herself. If not, would you mind cleaning them up? I've been feeling rather ill this morning. |
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[Feb. 15th, 2011|04:48 pm] |
( ooc ) Why do I have several passports not in my own name? What's going on here? |
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[Feb. 2nd, 2011|06:41 pm] |
WIFE.
THIS IS MY PENIS. (Please note the .gif I have emailed to you.)
IT DEMANDS ITS WEEKLY TRIBUTE.
Please return said email for scheduling. |
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[Feb. 1st, 2011|06:49 pm] |
All right, my lovelies. If I were to hold a good old fashioned Stitch N' Bitch at Casa Del Garcia, who'd show up?
I promise fine cheeses and the softest of shoulders to cry on! |
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[Dec. 24th, 2010|12:18 pm] |
I'm just guessing that coitus is a bad holiday gift. |
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[Dec. 20th, 2010|08:14 pm] |
Shopping done. May I never go inside another goddamn mall until at least March. It's a good fuckin' thing I like my family too, or I'd be pissed.
Speaking of, I expect to see all of you on Saturday, or I'll hunt you down and put a boot in your ass. |
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[Dec. 13th, 2010|07:52 pm] |
I've developed an unhealthy dependance upon takeaway. I feel as if I should teach myself how to cook, but the only way I know how is to roast things or eat them raw. I don't think that's how curry is made. |
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[Dec. 6th, 2010|12:42 am] |
Is there an answer to whatever's been changing people's genders again? I'd like my husband to let me leave the house before the end of time. I don't blame him for not wanting to lose his bits again, even temporarily, but there are some weirdly fond memories of being ... swapped. Not that I want to do it again, Dean. |
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