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[Mar. 26th, 2012|07:47 pm] |
Hey Sam.
Uh, Flynn, that is, since I think there's more than one Sam around these days, are you free to come pick Quorra up at the shop? She's not doing too hot, and she's kind of freaking out because she thinks her sinuses are melting. |
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[Feb. 24th, 2012|04:32 pm] |
So, um, now that I'm the father of a sixteen-year-old girl... does anyone have any tips? I have no idea what I'm doing. I'm the youngest in my family, so I don't even have any siblings to go off of. |
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[Jan. 2nd, 2012|03:43 pm] |
I'm about to go on my annual hunting/fishing sabbatical, and thought I'd offer to see if anyone wants to come with me. We're only shooting things we can and will eat, though, so no crazy bloodgasms or I will cry on you. |
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[Dec. 14th, 2011|06:38 pm] |
three
omfg cant breathe |
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[Oct. 26th, 2011|06:26 pm] |
Okay, party people. Everyone's got the jitters, can't say I blame anyone, but let's make a strategy for the absolutely nothing that is going to happen, okay?
Los Angeles; Pepper, Merry and Pippin along with yours truly will have the safehouse in Malibu. If you are on the left coast, get here.
New York: Stoic asshole with the sword and his other sword people got that place, right?
London: I know we've got a bunch of people there, right? You guys make any plans yet?
Anyone stranded? I seriously think we're all freaking out over nothing, but whatever, I've got a titanium suit that shoots lasers. My threshold for worry is a little higher than most. |
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[Aug. 31st, 2011|10:24 pm] |
MAISON.
HEY, CAN I COME OVER TO YOU AND BRENDY'S AND HANG OUT? I NEED A GIRL'S NIGHT. |
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[Aug. 13th, 2011|08:32 pm] |
Ow, my friggin' head - hey.
Hey. Oh my god, am I back? Maison? Cass? Annie? |
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[Aug. 4th, 2011|11:06 am] |
Fried Mars bars after work - who's in? (I have a craving, DON'T JUDGE ME.) |
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[Jun. 6th, 2011|06:27 am] |
Today is my birthday! Party at my place. BBQ too. Everyone is invited. Adriel, Ty, Kyle, Zev, Oliver, Corinth, and all their friends and family... everyone I know, and even some that I don't. All are welcome to come. It starts tonight at 6pm. Ohh, and Ty. Might need you for the entertainment. Dance, streamers, ribbons, something flashy and talented.
[Locked against children, but readable to anyone Damien has slept with before]
And after the kids and others leave? I'd like to offer a proposition. I offer that we find a very, very fun and hot way to help me celebrate it. Clothing optional. Preferably with it off. And all of us.. together. At once. I think we all know I have the stamina for one at a time or repeated... actions. |
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[May. 13th, 2011|12:22 am] |
Oh, goddamn -
could my life turn into more of a crap romcom cliche? |
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[May. 6th, 2011|10:08 pm] |
Tonight I'm going to go to a club, dance my ass off, and get proper pissed. Anyone want to come with? |
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[Apr. 27th, 2011|08:26 pm] |
Um, I know this isn't really as important as the fact that he's just like, not here anymore, but Maison or Cass or someone, did Brendy ever like, write down the fact that he offered me a job? Because if he didn't, well, I'm gonna graduate without a job and that's a big fucking problem for a culinary grad. |
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[Apr. 25th, 2011|07:27 pm] |
Brendann's gone.
Shop's still safe and Quorra's still there if anybody needs a haven.
If anyone needs me before this is over, I'm going to be at home. Drinking. Heavily. |
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[Apr. 11th, 2011|11:06 pm] |
... I'm crazy. It's official.
I'm opening another restaurant. SEND HELP AND WHITE JACKETS. |
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[Mar. 19th, 2011|09:58 pm] |
hjrthnrtsm.nag;kasdjv/klamsdf,. |
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[Mar. 9th, 2011|09:34 pm] |
Thanks to some fantastic help, Flyleaf Books [London address] is officially open for business. We've kind of been open all week, and in a clever marketing ploy, the grand opening is Friday.
We'll have a whole lot of fun stuff, live music, autograph signings with local authors, food, always the food. Even a raffle and some book give-aways.
If you've got gift certificates (and I'm sure there's a few of them still drifting around) from the former Sign of the Weasel, bring them by, we'll honor them during the grand opening weekend only. |
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[Feb. 24th, 2011|08:16 pm] |
Attention anyone who was a regular, or even an intermittent patron of the Sign of the Weasel Bookshop at [London address], there's been a change of ownership, considering that the former owner just vanished a couple weeks ago.
Been busy this week or I would have announced it sooner. In any case: the place is being refurbished and renamed with a grand opening party pending. The newly-renamed Flyleaf Books is still going to be your used book connection for the area, but it's going to have new books as well, and also going to offer book repair even for ancient and special-handling tomes. |
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[Jan. 25th, 2011|06:01 pm] |
Running the pass with three broken ribs, two broken fingers, a broken nose, and what may possibly be a concussion? Sort of sucks goat balls.
I am going to pass out on the couch in my office now. |
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[Dec. 4th, 2010|04:08 am] |
Uh... Brendann? We might have a problem... |
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[Sep. 22nd, 2010|09:02 am] |
I'm totally getting married tomorrow.
There's your PSA for the day. |
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[Sep. 17th, 2010|10:24 pm] |
Planning a wedding is hard. Like, really hard. Maybe I shouldn't have planned to cook for my own wedding, huh? |
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[Sep. 6th, 2010|03:42 pm] |
ASLKGJAS;LKDJGA;SLKDJG;ALSKJDG;LJKAGHISUEVOJPDEVKOPZ8IDFH |
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[Jul. 13th, 2010|07:36 pm] |
So I realized it's been a while since I posted here, just figured I should let everybody know I'm still alive and stuff, and Brendann doesn't have me locked up in the basement somewhere.
Gizzy might try it though, if I don't go get her jingly toy out from under the fridge again. |
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[Jun. 1st, 2010|01:48 pm] |
This is probably a longshot, but are there any guitarists, drummers, and bassists that I'm not related to? Or that aren't working for my family? I miss my band and my weekly therapy. I've been writing and playing my own stuff by myself, but live? It's hard to do all four things at once.
I'm bored, I need to do something exciting since I'm not making music. Base jumping time! |
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[May. 6th, 2010|06:31 pm] |
Being married is rather fantastic. |
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[Mar. 15th, 2010|07:19 pm] |
Stardate: 02765.00
Terran date: March 15th
Recorder: Maison Roberts
Day 4 in the dome, the planet here is markedly similar to Earth, same air composition, same water-to-land ratio (About three quarters water) Really the only notable difference is the dominant species. We call them Felinus Domesticus back home, but they're anything but domestic here. They're definitely the ones in charge, in fact, the residence I'm borrowing has a cat in it, and she's kind enough to grace me with her presence, though she does seem to think that this entry is less important than her needs.
I have, of course, attempted to explain this to her, that it's for posterity, and to allow future explorers the chance to learn about the planet before they decide whether or not to settle here. This has had little effect, so I should probably go get the feather-onna-string and concede to her demands. |
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[Feb. 14th, 2010|01:19 am] |
I HATE EVERYTHING IN THE WORLD TODAY
EVERYTHING EVER ARGH WHAT THE A;KLDAJSG;LKAJSDG;LDJKSG;LKAJSIO9
maison, i have to work tonight. sorry. |
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[Jan. 29th, 2010|12:21 am] |
Ugh. This freeze that just happened in Florida has totally put me in the weeds, because of course, I put a blood orange sorbet on my menu as a palate cleanser.
I don't want to take it off - I'd have to figure something else out and it's a pain in the ass to get new menus printed on such short notice - so Operation D is commencing. God bless my sous. |
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[Dec. 10th, 2009|12:17 am] |
HOLY SHIT
I JUST WON A FREAKIN' JAMES BEARD AWARD
I DON'T EVEN KNOW
WHAT
AND IT'S UNDER MY FREAKIN' NAME BECAUSE I MADE THE REPLACEMENT ME HIRE REAL ME
WHAT |
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[Nov. 10th, 2009|01:02 am] |
My boyfriend has first name, it's S-E-X-Y. My boyfriend has a second name but nothing rhymes with sexy!
(I went Yule shopping, it put me in a good mood.) |
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[Oct. 28th, 2009|11:49 pm] |
Dear rice pudding I just made:
ily, let's go get married or shack up.
love, Brend
brb, going to go roll around in sticky amazingness |
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[Sep. 30th, 2009|12:22 pm] |
The lab!
It's on FIRE! |
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[Sep. 18th, 2009|10:44 am] |
I heard my beloved descendant gave a certain Librarian my book-fixing doodads. Rather would like to meet this creature, my own self. |
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[Aug. 17th, 2009|06:33 am] |
Sign of the Weasel employees... It looks like I'll be moving back into the shop full time for the foreseeable future.
If whoever's working can keep an eye out for some boxes of my stuff, that'd be great.
...fuck.
( Locked to friends and family ) |
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[Aug. 5th, 2009|02:52 pm] |
I'm in the mood to make dinner, like, real dinner. Who wants some? I deliver! |
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[Jul. 15th, 2009|10:49 am] |
Proof this is a strange world:
After the mayhem of the zombies, you can now get a shot that looks a whole lot a cement mixer with blue razz schnapps called Zombie Brain Juice. |
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[Jul. 8th, 2009|10:02 am] |
I feel like making dinner tonight.
Who wants some? |
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