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[Jul. 1st, 2008|12:15 pm] |
There's so many long faces.
I'm going to bake anyone who wants them some cookies. Just let me know what you want here, and I'll make them and come bring them by.
(I know I do this a lot, but honestly, it's my first instinct in times of crisis. And yes, despite what you might think, a lot of people being sad is a crisis.) |
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[Jun. 29th, 2008|12:14 am] |
Fucking HELL. FUCK THIS SHIT.
I AM NOT MARRIED. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.
Bell, seriously. Tell me I'm not married. Tell me James didn't just do that to me. Oh fucking christ on a cracker. FUCK. |
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[May. 19th, 2008|06:37 pm] |
Yipee kay-yay, motherfuckers.
I'm gonna go rob a bank. Isn't that what people do around here?
I woke up with a black cowboy hat on and a gun in my face, so I figure that's the protocol. |
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[May. 4th, 2008|12:03 am] |
Ow.
Straight up--fucking--
Ow.
Is it a concussion if you can't see straight? |
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[Mar. 14th, 2008|08:18 pm] |
I've finally managed to get the dread-machine working again, mostly thanks to the help of a clever little Shadow who is once again playing typist for me.
I realize that I have been here before, some version of me has at any rate, and some of you may already know me, or at least know of me.
I invite you all to get to know me again, I don't bite unless you ask nicely. |
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[Mar. 9th, 2008|09:01 pm] |
Feeling bored and dangerous. Entertain me or give me a fight. Spice up my life, you someone. |
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[Mar. 9th, 2008|07:34 pm] |
You know, as bad as where I'm from was, we never had magically changing genitals.
Then again, we had a lot of death and war and crazy Wookiees, so this might be better. But not by much.
I'm glad Little Atton has hung out with me in our room. Alone. Hiding. |
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[Mar. 6th, 2008|10:10 pm] |
This place is seriously fucked up. |
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[Mar. 2nd, 2008|11:45 pm] |
...
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
I have tits. This is the best day of my life. |
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[Feb. 28th, 2008|09:52 pm] |
( Connie? )
I went away for a while. How is everybody?
Oh. And hi, new people! Hi. |
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[Feb. 15th, 2008|11:51 pm] |
Wooo.
This has got to be a dream. |
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[Feb. 6th, 2008|07:08 pm] |
b0reD.
iThink I am better. |
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[Feb. 3rd, 2008|01:51 pm] |
itIs done iHave it under control. ish.
i'm sorry. i'll stAy at HoMe fRoM noW oN.
[OOC: Sam, Shar, I still want to log the fight with evil!Del. But I had wanted to give her at least a reprieve. So she's got a hold on things- at least, all the dark-grey text is her...] |
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[Jan. 31st, 2008|05:40 pm] |
Ugh. iFeel... inViGorateD.
I feel like a game.
Can MiKey coME out to play? |
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[Jan. 27th, 2008|12:29 am] |
What the hell did I do? |
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[Jan. 18th, 2008|02:32 pm] |
I'm bored.
Someone entertain me.
Also, applications are being taken for my new harem. Only the brave- and sexually talented- need apply.
( Sister Hathor ) |
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[Jan. 15th, 2008|04:58 pm] |
Ugh. At least I don't have to... feel like that anymore.
The dangling is still kinda icky, though.
Jimmy? Wanna go bowling? I'm sorry I was such a... so different, last night. At least I'm 'me' again. Kinda.
( Sister ) |
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[Jan. 14th, 2008|05:44 pm] |
This place has no right to do this to us. I was perfectly happy the way I was.
Sister, this is ridiculous. |
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[Jan. 10th, 2008|10:26 pm] |
bORed. |
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