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You know what is really strange? I was in my club, and this woman comes up to me and starts talking about school and how she was one of my students at one time. It's been awhile, but at one time I taught high school history. Damn, those kids are 21 now. She said they were still talking about me. It was a good job, but not particularly suitable anymore. She was questioning me about why I left, and I'm wondering who the fuck she was talking about for a minute. That's when you know how much your life has changed.

The best part of watchin' Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman is that I too am Dr. Quinn!

Another day another dollar and here I was thinking that taking care of animals would be easier. They can't talk back the same way a human patient can but then they do bite and kick when you least expect especially if they're wounded and had the misfortune of walking headfirst into traffic.

That said I'd take that over a smart mouth any day. Some people wouldn't know good care if it came up and bit them on the ass but animals? Well, they get it after a while. May take a few but they get it and then they relax, let you do your job and for the most part things work out okay. Some days it doesn't but that's life for you, got to take the bad with the good.

Course the worst day in my clinic? Better than some of the best days in a hospital.

You know what is exceptionally frustrating? Ordering in parts to arrive at a specific time and date only to find that that is not what happens at all. Partly because the shipping company is seemingly unreliable and partly because instead of delivering them to my shop they delivered them to another one on the other side of Orange County.

It's five o'clock somewhere in the world, surely.

Well, that was a bust. How hard is it to find somewhere decent to rent that has a parking space and doesn't have a dozen flights of stairs?

Three more viewings tomorrow, wish me luck.

[Private: Michael]
Hey, you okay?

Hey, it's me again. Your guy, Tony Stark. I have to stick the name on there because everyone on here is always all 'who are you again?'. Seriously, youtube search me, you'll even get videos with my clothes off. If you're into that.

So I need a person. I had a person, but she did such a great job that she got a promotion. Now it's your turn! General you. The person has to be able to handle things like: Kicking one night stands out of my apartment if I end up too busy to see them out, remembering important details like my birth date and my social security number, buying stuff when I need it, procuring me rare art, and being available for random trips to places at that last minute. Plus, I'll probably text you at 3am at least a zillion times. Very importantly, I've been told it's like babysitting. So someone with enough of a spine to tell a guy like me "Tony, No, it's 4am, get pizza at a normal time of night" is uniquely qualified to professionally babysit one Tony Stark.

There's awesome benefits and compensation for being forced to work for such a gigantic asshole as me. Hit me up.

On another note? I'm totally Iron Man, apparently. Like, super hero gig stuff. And Pop Tarts? You're on my naughty list.

Clear your calendars Valarnet for Saturday April 27th - Glass House is putting on a show at Venue name. Mention the site and you'll get in for half off as my gift to all of you who have helped me stay sane while I was a ghost in my house. We're also going to be picking back up our charity shows once we can get that worked out with the label so any of you guys know of a worthy cause that we can come rock out for - let me know.

[Vampires]

Okay so it was suggested that I put out some feelers to you guys about help with getting some blood? I was trying to make do with extremely rare meat while I tried to work it out on my own but I almost attacked my mail man today because he just smelled delicious so pretty sure that's not working anymore.

Oh I’m so going to have to pay my brother back. And he knows it. He decided to send me a random gift which would generally be a nice thing. I thought so until I opened it. Do you want to know what I found in the box? A giant stuffed kangaroo. He knows how much I hate those damn things. They’re creepy as hell!

Anyone have suggestions of a gift I could send him in return? The more horrific and scarring the better.

That bitch I didn’t think I could hate her more than when she cost me custody Generally I would just turn this over to our firms investigators but this is entirely personal. I need someone who’s willing to hunt down my ex-wife and serve her with the papers for my fiance to adopt our daughters. Her lawyer is claiming to have no idea where she is or way to contact her and I don’t believe him. I’ll pay expenses and time of course and honestly I don’t care how you get her to accept them - I just want it done before the wedding so that our family is legally ours from the start.

I walked into the living room and Olivia is holding a box, I asked her what was in the box.

"Chaos," was her answer, "CHAOS, CHAOS!" I know she's saying crayons, but it's not like she's wrong.


Also...thinking might get a dog. So looking for a rescue dog, good with kids...aka a toddler,

God, I love this idiot so much! Happy birthday, Stiles!!

Just in case anyone didn't know, today was Rex Manning Day.