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[Oct. 30th, 2008|10:26 pm] |
What is it with Woman and children, man? Eesh. |
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[Sep. 26th, 2008|07:42 pm] |
Can't believe I'm about to say this, but...
I think I actually miss the sounds of all the people in the house. Dean's boots clompin everywhere, Bela's laugh, Anne's swishy dress going down the hall and Che swearin' at the coffee maker in the mornin cause it doesn't work fast enough.
Just me and the Roxy girl, and she's walkin around with one of Dean's socks like it's her baby. I think she misses him, well, I know she does.
Edit: Anyway. Also?? Look at what I made!!! Hi, Uncle Dean! You can't see, but I'm waving at you!
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[Sep. 16th, 2008|08:31 pm] |
Hermes? Baby, I bought you a gift! |
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[Sep. 14th, 2008|07:09 pm] |
( Hermes ) |
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[Aug. 31st, 2008|11:28 pm] |
I'm looking for someone that is sort of tall, blonde, blue eyes...
and a killer smile.
If you think you fit the description, drop me a line. |
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| After all she's been through, man! |
[Aug. 17th, 2008|11:55 pm] |
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So I have had time to think things over. And in considering my new found personality, (I'm still trying to understand why people think I'm a "Jack" or why I'm expected at "work" in "New York", but that is neither here nor there.)
This helped me, I think. I just kept picturing people tearfully talking about how 'after all Anne's been though'. And then I had an image of her mother chasing my with one of Ares' swords, only to claim she didn't do it.
Oh Youtube...have all the answers for my moral issues. |
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[Aug. 15th, 2008|09:18 pm] |
Would anyone like to meet up with me and share some excellent chocolate covered apples? |
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[Aug. 13th, 2008|04:49 pm] |
What the hell is this?! Okay what damned spell went bonkers or what demon sent me here? |
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[Aug. 13th, 2008|10:34 am] |
UGH.
And I LIKED that house, too. :( |
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[Aug. 12th, 2008|11:28 pm] |
I just have to ask one little bitty question. Where am I, and who knocked up my daughter? |
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