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Yes, Sam, I figured out how to cut and paste, suck it |
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[Jun. 6th, 2010|02:59 pm] |
MARY - If, when you get back from the store, you have to park a few blocks away? Don't panic.
AIDAN - I can banish you, son or not.
SAM - Enjoy your day at work! |
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[May. 22nd, 2010|12:01 pm] |
It's Saturday and I'm not working tonight. I need to find something to do. Anybody want to do something?
I need a girlfriend. |
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[Feb. 25th, 2010|12:08 pm] |
Soooooo.
Do any amazingly beautiful fans of mine need their breasts signed?
Seriously.
Just come on down.
Markers in the cleavage'll get you my phone number. |
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[Feb. 12th, 2010|10:46 pm] |
Bobby? I know you said standing invitation, but I feel like giving you fair warning. I plan on coming over and making you socialize. With actual people. Namely me, but I'm sure I still count. |
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[Jan. 28th, 2010|11:13 pm] |
Anne was playing with Aidan just now and he was giggling and laughing with her, and since he's starting saying "Mama" to her, we've been trying to teach him "Dada". He's real good at 'Mama' and he was cooing and 'ma ma ma ma-ing' at her like a champ. So she says, "Dada, look there's Dada!"
My kid? Stared at me and called me 'Dood'. |
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[Jan. 1st, 2010|09:07 pm] |
I was looking at old pictures of myself. And I...wow. I just. I don't feel like that kid, anymore. It's really kind of surreal, to look at that, and know it's me.
Mary, Missouri, I think you two deserve a lot of the credit for helping me start to figure things out. I'm still a long way from who and what I want to be, but I'm on the right road, thanks to the two of you.
Tach! I haven't forgotten you. I've just been. I really have no excuse. But. I'd like to see you. I have a little something for you. it isn't much, but when I saw it, it made me think of you. And I think Star would like to see you too.
Callie, I enjoyed the other day. We should hang out again. Soon. |
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[Dec. 14th, 2009|01:33 am] |
So. If everyone tangentially related or soon to be related to the Winchester family (that includes Torii and any blokes you girls might currently be entangled with) could let me know where they're planning to spend their Christmas holiday, I'd be grateful. I did promise I would attempt to feed the entire crowd, though I make no promises about it actually being my cooking. Likely I'll kidnap and beg Marco Pierre White, if he exists in this world. At any rate. Roll call, please? |
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[Nov. 21st, 2009|01:24 am] |
If another person tells me to cheer up, I am going to shoot them. |
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[Nov. 20th, 2009|03:20 pm] |
Sometimes I actually remember to stop being a recluse on my own.
Sometimes.
Anyway, seems like there's some new faces around, figured I'd get the word out again that I've got a library that rivals the Vatican's, God's said so herself, so if you're looking for a particular text or help getting rid of a particular critter or beastie g'on and drop me a line. |
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[Oct. 17th, 2009|05:42 pm] |
Now that the fall weather is here, I think I'll start baking again.
Now, if only I had *someone* to give the pies and cookies to...I wonder who, though? |
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[Aug. 28th, 2009|10:54 pm] |
I cut my hair, decided to stop coloring it and everything. I'm just tired of feeling like I'm always in my own way. I'm 18 now, time to grow up and all that. I don't know. Is 18 too young to have a mid life crisis? I think I had one. Am having one. I don't know.
I need a job, or something. Something to do. I was thinking I might move to London. Anybody know of any jobs over there? I don't really even know what I can do, but I can learn anything.
( Click for a pic of the new look ) |
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[Aug. 26th, 2009|01:54 pm] |
Would any of my boys like to go see a movie or do something touristy around London? I haven't seen much of it. I need to not be in the house. |
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[Aug. 9th, 2009|08:58 pm] |
Figure now that I'm giving lessons, I might as well open up the library to general consumption, not all of it 'course, and not without appointment.
Name's Robert Singer, most folk call me Bobby, people in the know back home used to joke that the library at the Singer Salvage Yard rivaled the one in Vatican City. Don't know if that's true or not, since I've never been to the Vatican, but it's pretty extensive, be good research for people taking folklore classes or people who're just DIY about getting rid of house ghosts.
Anyone interested in taking a look around just drop me a line or give me a call [phone #] to set up an appointment. |
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[Jul. 26th, 2009|12:57 pm] |
I can't believe my boys are both married. So grown up now.
I missed all of it. |
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[Jul. 25th, 2009|08:39 am] |
Today's the day! This is it.
( Dean ) |
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[Jul. 24th, 2009|02:50 pm] |
Well that's just the weirdest damn thing ever.
Finally figured out why everything looks familiar on the surface but ain't even close looking a second time.
Seems like I went and replaced a certified crazy. Thought he was a guy who's not really me but damn close enough. |
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[Jul. 14th, 2009|09:49 pm] |
Dean, honey? Can I come see you and Bela and the baby for a bit? |
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[Jul. 11th, 2009|11:55 pm] |
Sweet. Jesus.
Guys? Just consider it a helpful tip. You like those, right? At least if you're trying to get laid once in a millennium?
Whapping a girl on the ass with your scarf? Not cute. Not charming. If you do it after we ask you to stop, any damage sustained to your nuts is entirely your own damn fault.
That is all. God. |
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[Jul. 3rd, 2009|12:54 pm] |
Dean, oh sweetheart! How's Bela? Is she up for visitors? You were a huge baby, too, you know. Or at least it felt that way to me. I can't believe my boys have their own boys now. Oh, Dean. I'm so happy for you! And for Bela!
Kiss little Robbie for me, I'll be over whenever you and Bela say it's okay. |
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[Apr. 30th, 2009|08:46 pm] |
John? I've been thinking... |
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[Apr. 4th, 2009|07:05 pm] |
Mary?
Um. You home? I tried to walk through the door like I've been doing the last week or so and I think I broke my damn nose. What is it with this place? |
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[Mar. 28th, 2009|12:29 pm] |
John!!!! I need you to come tell me I'm not crazy.
Damn this huge house, I can never tell if anyone else is home and I'm really, really sure that bagels and coffee don't....materialize out of no where, even if I really wanted them. |
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[Mar. 9th, 2009|07:32 pm] |
( John ) |
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[Mar. 9th, 2009|12:13 am] |
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The Hell is this shit? |
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[Mar. 1st, 2009|01:47 pm] |
Dean, sweetheart? Your box is insisting I follow it upstairs and I'm not so sure I should be following a sentient box around.
Bela...I was wondering how you were feeling? I rememeber the first few months when I was pregnant with Dean were...unpleasant, to say the least.
( Sam Monroe ) |
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[Jan. 15th, 2009|10:22 pm] |
My boys...ALL of my boys clean up damn nice.
Cassidy and Soren? I wish the both of you nothing but the best; and thank you from the bottom of my heart for the chance to see John, Dean and Sammy all dressed up.
( John... ) |
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[Jan. 11th, 2009|11:20 am] |
Ugh - I can't believe I'm doing this.
Would any member of the fairer sex do me the honor of attending my best mate's wedding with me? I promise not to grope you, get you drunk, attempt to sleep with you, or allow any of the wedding party to molest you (though if I'm not in the room, I make no promises on that last bit).
There goes my dignity for the decade. Good thing it's almost over. |
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[Jan. 6th, 2009|01:54 am] |
Okay, I'm feeling better.
But who sent porn to my house to cheer me up? Really, as much as I appreciate skin mags, my father nicked them so next time just send me a proper book. |
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[Dec. 18th, 2008|10:02 pm] |
I do believe I am missing a whole tray of gingerbread cookies.
None of my boys would happen to know anything about this, right? We're just going to blame the dog, or Princess, right?
Sammy, I'm looking at you.
And as a complete sidenote, but of utmost importance...
Robbie, sweetie? What would you like for Christmas? I've got this horrible urge to spoil you rotten. |
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[Dec. 7th, 2008|01:37 pm] |
That was a hell of a jump.
What the hell is this thing?
Feels like I jumped right into a tornado. |
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[Nov. 29th, 2008|03:15 pm] |
That is simply not fair. I was quite literally in the middle of redheads when that stupid bloody vortex -
What year is it? |
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[Nov. 27th, 2008|09:49 pm] |
John? Didn't you ever feed those boys? There's hardly anything leftover!
Today was one of those days where as hectic as it got, the more I realized how amazingly....blessed...we are. As a family. Thanksgiving with my boys...and with Bela and Anne, two amazing women my sons were lucky enough to find and one slightly overexcited Roxy was more than I'd ever hoped for.
( John ) |
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[Nov. 13th, 2008|06:07 pm] |
My house smells amazing.
Mom's downstairs baking pies. Practice pies.
S'weird. For the first time in my life, my mother's baking in the kitchen and life? It's good. |
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[Nov. 10th, 2008|01:44 pm] |
SIXTEEN DAYS UNTIL THANKSGIVING!
I don't even care if we're in freakin' England - Sammy, Bela, Anne? - we're having a Thanksgiving. |
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[Nov. 2nd, 2008|09:34 am] |
John? Dean? Sammy?
Are you all alright? |
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