Network

A city of machinery unlike anything I have seen before, and a monster I greet like an old friend.

The dream plague strikes again.

I think I finally kicked this infection. It's nice to breathe through my nose again.

i'm boooooooooorrrrred

somebody needs to rob a bank or blow something up or throw a party or something

blow up a bank robbery during a party?

I may or may not have taken over Haymitch's place so I could watch him and GirlOnFire at the Kentucky derby. He won't mind, right? It's starting in about an hour. Message me for details if you want to come watch it with me.

In six hours I'll finally be able to escape hillybilly high school. Social events and team meetings are not my thing, especially when they are rationing the alcohol.

How the hell am I supposed to tolerate overly perky people without alcohol? Even in Texas, slapping would be assault. Maybe it's different it you wave a gun around first, Texans love guns, yeah?

Haymitch, did you win or do I need to bring you enough tequila to supply the Mexican Drug Cartel? Missed the race.

I seem to be missing a husband. I came home to an empty house and then realized it's cinco de drinko today so I really shouldn't be worried and he probably told me about it, but I wasn't listening. Sometimes I have a listening problem, especially when my husband babbles at me for hours on end. Isn't that supposed to be the woman's job?

Anyway, the point is this: If anyone finds a James Potter drunk on the side of the road, please deposit him in a taxi and send him on his way. I would be happy to pay fares to get him home safe. Much appreciated!

Oh, yes. And in case you need to know what he looks like because he is too drunk to remember his name ( a picture. )