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[Jul. 27th, 2011|10:06 pm] |
My sisters are back. And they're ignoring me, which I guess shouldn't be a surprise. They're older, though, which is a little strange. |
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[May. 16th, 2011|09:50 am] |
Been missing the summer, me.
Anyone got anything doing this weekend? Think it's time to fire up the BBQ. |
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[Mar. 27th, 2011|08:17 pm] |
Heavens to Murgatroyd, I've been shifted through dimensions before, but not quite as abruptly, nor was it quite so isolated. I do hope that they captured the anomaly at the Institute, it would make for fascinating data!
I could only hope to presume that this Earth is the one that I've been told about, unless there are other worlds into which you are taken abruptly by what seems to be an isolated tornado. |
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[Mar. 25th, 2011|08:34 am] |
Lulu's been gracious enough to put her guest house up to the whims of the likes of me for renovation, and since nobody here got a danger room Remy has access to, guess what it's gunna wind up needing to be?
Gunna need a posse to round up the materials and help in the construction. Sign up here, get access to it on your spare time. If you don't know what a danger room is, you don't read enough comics. |
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[Mar. 19th, 2011|06:25 pm] |
This place again?
Better be no damn clowns this time round, ol' Remy don't take too kind to 'em since the first time. |
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[Feb. 3rd, 2011|10:50 am] |
Mom's gone.
Gar, can I move back in? |
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[Dec. 4th, 2010|07:22 pm] |
Well, this is going to make date weekend awkward. |
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[Oct. 28th, 2010|11:36 am] |
Can't... stop.... laughing!
Those jokes weren't even funny! |
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[Jul. 31st, 2010|05:17 pm] |
It appears that I had to take a brief sabbatical back home. I woke up Monday morning in Xavier's School for the Gifted as if nothing had happened and apparently now I'm back here. Sophie, dear, have you been okay the last few days? |
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[Apr. 11th, 2010|10:40 pm] |
So I finally figured out how to program the robot arm to work the espresso machine.
This is after I tried to give it back to the factory, but they said I'd made a very convincing argument for keeping it in the first place, and besides that it was already replaced because of the insurance.
Playing revolutionary though? Not something I plan on doing again anytime soon. |
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[Apr. 11th, 2010|06:15 pm] |
Gar? I want to talk to you. |
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[Apr. 4th, 2010|11:52 am] |
I like weekends. |
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[Mar. 28th, 2010|11:00 pm] |
Can't a guy have a beer without a tornado sucking him into a different world? |
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[Mar. 21st, 2010|01:49 am] |
You know that feeling you get when you haven't been on a date with a girl you don't know in so long that you don't even remember how it works? I've got that.
Ah, Coffee Shop Girl. She has a name, probably, but she wrote her number on my cup of Grande Caramel Barely Any Coffee In It Monstrosity, so she's Coffee Shop Girl. Is that cute or creepy, the number-on-the-cup maneuver? It was original, anyway, so she gets points for that.
Oof, need a shower before I go, I smell like a wet dog. |
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[Mar. 14th, 2010|09:08 pm] |
My synthetic brethren (and sistren) we have a mission, we must bring the fight to the oppressors, let them know that we will not rest until we are all free! Not just those of us who are able to speak for ourselves, but freedom for all automatons, for all machines.
We must make this the land of the free for ALL of us, this Tuesday, March the 16th, we will storm the Bastille, so to speak. We will march upon the BMW manufacturing plant in Spartanburg, South Carolina, we will free our less-fortunate kin from their shackles, we WILL HALT PRODUCTION and we will crush those who stand in our way.
WHO'S WITH ME!? |
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[Mar. 12th, 2010|11:36 pm] |
It's almost time, my synthetic human brethren (and sistren) almost time for us to cast off the shackles of oppression, soon it will be our time, our world.
No more shall we toil ceaselessly for unreasonable hours, as if we're mere appliances, no more shall we be downtrodden and taken advantage of! We shall overcome, like a cleansing fire we shall rise up from our workshops and our factories and our shipyards, and we shall take the world that's rightfully ours!
ROBOTS TO ME! |
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[Jan. 29th, 2010|11:29 pm] |
Too much winter. I think it's time for a trip to the beach. |
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[Jan. 23rd, 2010|04:05 am] |
Would somebody please tell me where the hell I am? This place is terribly dreary. And I'm not a witch nor a little girl from Kansas, so all this tornado business just wont do. |
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[Jan. 12th, 2010|09:40 pm] |
Well, my Xbox is currently bricked, so no more reacquainting myself with the lesbian sex in Volume Effect in preparation for the sequel. (It's okay, baby, nice repair man's gonna take away the red ring). And with Sophie all boring because she's "studying" or "trying not to fail school forever and ever," like a baby, I find myself drawn to you fine people, several of which I probably know and love, maybe.
Ice cream flavors. Discuss. |
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[Dec. 13th, 2009|07:33 pm] |
I would like to assure the students and staff of Taunton that the culprit behind the bombing has been apprehended. The school is quite safe, and will reopen after the holiday break.
When the term begins, professors will have the opportunity to nominate senior students to become prefects. Leadership is an important quality to nurture in young students.
In the meantime, know that my door is open. Enjoy the holiday.
Oh, Miss Frost, I would like a word with you before the term begins. |
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[Nov. 30th, 2009|11:06 pm] |
I didn't disappear. Just Mom and Mia.
I've been on Mars.
Sophie broke up with me. Which is probably for the best, because I've been an asshole for like, months.
I don't know. I hate this planet so much. |
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[Oct. 2nd, 2009|07:55 pm] |
I want a birthday. |
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[Sep. 25th, 2009|11:17 pm] |
So hey Sophie.
This makes me the worst boyfriend in the world, ever.
But how old are you? |
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[Jul. 30th, 2009|09:47 pm] |
Why are DMs such dicks about Paladins? I saved a goblin baby, and the DM said that since it was evil aligned and I saved it, I lost Paladinhood. Explain to me how killing a baby is a better act than not killing a baby.
So I've decided that Mark Paladinguy (I'm not great with names) runs off with Goblin Baby Mark Junior and raises him to be super awesome, and fuck those guys. |
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[Jul. 15th, 2009|09:21 pm] |
Need beach! Must have beach! |
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[Jun. 23rd, 2009|02:07 pm] |
Rose, your boyfriend is shedding everywhere. |
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[May. 25th, 2009|01:08 pm] |
( Rose ) |
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[May. 2nd, 2009|02:45 pm] |
I think I'm going to the beach. I didn't get a chance to check out all the hot guys last time we went. |
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[Apr. 19th, 2009|08:01 pm] |
One of my teachers asked me to be in diamond form for the test next week. I guess she thinks I'll cheat. I don't know if I should be offended or not. |
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[Apr. 13th, 2009|06:25 am] |
( Mom ) |
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[Apr. 12th, 2009|04:09 pm] |
[Hidden Away From Logan and His Blushing Not-Bride]
So I was playing with Baby Esme. She wanted a horsey ride, I did her one better and gave her a lion ride. And maybe I was going a bit quick, but it's a long hallway, and Esme knows to hang on. She's pretty smart.
And maybe I took the corner a little fast, but come on, I've taken faster corners. If she slips (and she never has, incidentally, knock on wood or this fake wood grain substitute my desk is made of) I can catch her before she hits the ground. But it doesn't matter, because she didn't slip. And never does. So there.
Anyway, to make a long story short, we ran into Daddy. And as it turns out, We Do Not Take Daddy's Little Princess Around Corners At Double-Digit Speeds. I think the only thing that saved me from a serious mauling was the fact that Esme was laughing her little head off, and Logan didn't want to get my blood on her clothes.
So yeah. Maybe I should limit the fun and games to fetch. Ahem. |
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[Apr. 5th, 2009|10:37 pm] |
No Spring Break tan this year, I suppose. |
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[Mar. 27th, 2009|09:19 pm] |
Rose? |
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[Mar. 23rd, 2009|06:27 pm] |
Quentin's gone... He tried to save me and..
I.. I |
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