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You know. I thought everyone being so angry was going to be fun. Now it's just tedious.


aka someone yelled at me at Starbucks today and it made me sad :(

So, I'm looking for a place I can go to practice with my axe. It's like a battle axe, but less medieval looking. I haven't gotten to do much with it as far as throwing it cause I'd never get my security deposit back if I did that in my apartment. So, anyone know any place?

You know, the overload of shit would be great if it didn't all happen at once, for fu---

You know what's worse than freaking out over your marriage to someone who doesn't exist?

Burying them.

Jesus could this crap not space itself the hell out?

If you've ever taken a self-defense class, what parts of it were the most valuable to you?
What parts of it were the least valuable to you?

If you've never taken a self-defense class, what would you like to see in one?
What aspects of the curriculum convince you that it would be fun or valuable to attend?

I'm taking a survey because I'm putting together a class. Your answers will be invaluable to the development of the curriculum for the classes that my friends and I will be building.

Thank you.

Who bothered ordering the apocalypse?

The darkness is different though, it's not just a normal storm is it? I sense something odd from it. Not exactly thrilled with what I feel from it either.

Life goals.

HAPPY INDEPENDANCE DAYY!!!

CVhris is spending the weekend with soem friends this weekend so I've got the whole weekend to celebrate THE GREATEST HOLIDAY OF ALL TIMEL.

Happy Ameri9ca Day, fuckers!

In my dreams theres apparently this country called Femen (which I can only assume must be filled with topless feminsts. or isn't filled. I don't know. I thihjnk it's supposed to be around Egypt or something).

Tehy've got this cat that wears this stupdi fucking necklace, and they have the cat pick the next king by whoever it liks best. I bet the crown prince got the titel by stuffing fucking tuna down his pants. really not the best system of governemnt I've ever heard of. And then the cat went missing and they got most of the entire LAPD to hunt this fucking thing down. As if I don't have murders and shit to solve.

SO CONGRATS AMERICA. GREATEST COUNTRY IN THE WORLD. FOR NOT MAKING SOME FUCKIN FELINE CHOOSE THE NEXDT KING.

Presuident.

Whatever.

Happy Independence Day everyone. It's American holiday's like this that remind me how fortunate I am to be an American. I was not born here yet I was brought here as a child and welcomed with open arms. I was given an opportunity to live a better life here where in the Congo I'm sure I would not have lived to see my thirteenth birthday.

I am so grateful for this country. I hope everyone enjoys their freedoms and fireworks, I know I will.

So, dating a teammate is probably a bad idea? Probably? But kissing another teammate isn't? My Dream Self can make some ridiculous decisions.

But I like the turn where Hawkeye (The Avenger Hawkeye) recognises my perfume and gives me presents and calls me Hawkeye. Validation. He's just as hot there as he is here.

I'm so sick of these dreams, but at least I haven't woken up covered in blood lately. Dream me was kidnapped by her evil vampire "boyfriend", managed to run away, finally learned who her dad was, made it all the way back to school to help save her bestie, and then received a death threat with a bloody stake from the evil vampire "boyfriend". I am so grateful that I didn't receive either of those items when I woke up.

Oh and I found out I'm going to have to go break some asshole out of prison in an attempt to potentially turn evil "boyfriend" back to normal. WHAT IS MY LIFE. Utter shenanigans.

Does anyone want to train in some martial arts or something? I'm really looking for something to help get my mind off this stuff and packing up my apartment isn't really cutting it anymore.

I've been dreaming a lot lately but is it weird that my dream-boyfriend keeps getting beat up by the same guy? I really don't know what's going on between them but seriously, my boyfriend is such a sweet guy...why would anyone want to punch him?

Although, I have to admit that it's weird that I am dreaming about being with another guy when I'm in such a great relationship with someone here. I wake up feeling somewhat guilty...does anyone else ever feel like this?

Anyone else feel like these insane dreams make the night feel longer? And with less rest? I dreamed all freaking night, man, and I woke up exhausted.

So fencing class was interesting. It seems the dreams bestowed upon me the cat like reflexes and fighting skills the Black Panther is known for, but I was unaware until I started my class.

My apologies Hans for inadvertently upstaging you. It was most unexpected.

I should not be allowed on the internet for long periods of time by myself. It leads to me buying awesome but useless things like this shirt.

I fear this website may soon take all my money

I have never held a bow before in my entire life, but somehow in my dreams I'm an expert. Maybe I should pick up a new hobby or something.

Oh. When it rains it pours, I guess. More dreams last night, and... yeah. Epic battles where I showed off my amazing archery skills and caught the attention of some pretty big names. Spider-Woman kept calling me Hawkeye, and then Cap picked up on it. So I've got a new code name. It's for real this time.

Hawkeye. Like the great I'm keeping it. Cap says so.

I somehow became unlucky enough to catch the flu. Right at the beginning of summer vacation too.

Is the saying "Starve a cold, drown a flu"? or is it the other way around?

Either way I think I'll just live on my couch and refuse to move for a while.

Welp, I'm officially a superhero. And I am awesome. I mean, I stole security codes from Iron Man. Who does that?

There are two brothers in my dreams named Dick and Beaver. With names like that it's no wonder one of them turned out fucked up.

But hey, I figured out who blew up the bus.

alright, so i looked pretty fucking cool in my dream last night. like, pure, unfiltered badass, which was awesome.

but, you know, if i could maybe stop getting possessed and killed in my dreams, that would be pretty cool too.

It seems that I'm not alone in finding myself not terribly excited for Mother's day. But I do wish those out there with children a Happy Mother's day all the same.

I should also introduce myself since this is my first post to the network.


I'm Quatre Raberba Winner. I'm currently completing my sophomore year at UC Irvine, studying business. A classmate of mine gave me the information to this social site stating that it should apparently help improve my social life.

Not a big fan of this holiday. I'll be out dancing. From the looks of the network, I won't be the only one drowning out Mother's Day tonight.

So, today's been fun. I took tomorrow morning off so I can go somewhere tonight sans Dawnie. Gonna go [ To this bar ] and have some drinkies, 'cause wow kid sister was in rare form today. Let me tell you. Except not tell you, not really looking to open that can of worms.

Anyway. Hope everyone else has a fab day. Hug your moms if you can and stuff.


(*Close friends of Buffy know her mom passed away a couple of years ago. Triggers possibly in comments about parent-death.)

Happy Mother's Day. Go out and make sure to thank your moms today.

I dreamed that I dreamed of my mother last night. I know it was just some dream, but it was... nice to talk to her again.

And I think I must have snagged my arm on a nail or something in my sleep. Woke up and then had to go get stitches. Tried looking for the nail, but it must have fallen somewhere. If this happens again though I'm going to be pissed.

Guess I can join the cool kids club. Had a real messed up dream last night. It involved zombies, a princess, candy, and having to solve math problems because I broke a royal promise.

wtf.

I had the weirdest Dream last night.

Interestellar! Amazing film, a bit off though. Missing a couple of key points, but it's fiction so it's fine. Still, fantastic bit of fun really. But now I'm out of fish fingers, need to get some of those.

Clara, I'm making you a meal tonight, you'll love it!

My neighbour just got a dog.

It's a puppy. I'm sure it's the cutest thing on the planet but oh god does it yap. Every morning this week. At three in the morning. I work early enough as it is. Jeez.

I'm gonna lose my mind!

Nothing like the semester coming to an end to make someone feel nervous. My internship ends in two weeks and then, graduation...which is a lot to take in. I don't exactly know what I'm going to be doing once I graduate, either.

I do know that I will be staying here, though.

On a random note, visiting my parents over Easter was fun and my mother sent me one of the random photos that was taken.

( Cut for photo )

I heard some of my students talking about this network. It sounds like there are some interesting stories on here? Might be good for inspiration. I figured I would check it out.

The name is Ezra Fitz. I am an English Professor over at UCI and I am sure I know some of you on here already. For everyone else, hello. Look forward to hearing your stories.

Oh, crud, I forgot I had this account. Hey, guys, it's Kate again. Checking in. Everyone okay?

I've just started up some new Self Defense Courses at the Laguna Beach Fencing Center. Please don't hesitate to contact me if you're interested. We have plenty of spaces left.

I'm so hungover. Like half the country, I bet. Why did St. Patrick's Day have to be on a Tuesday this year?

I don't wanna woooork.

guess who won the hunger games.

22 other teenagers are dead for the amusement of the capitol. katniss and i almost killed ourselves in rebellion to get back at them, buat instead they named us victors.
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fuck this.

at least the bartelnder at this place doesn't ask questions otbua why i'm here by myself.

Things I got today: a Hel-hound puppy!

His name is Thori. No news yet if he breathes fire and spits out vicious death threats but I'm pretty sure he does.

question just because i really need to know for clarification... is there a drug that makes people tell the truth? it's not jesus h christ i cant even lie when i'm typing it? like if someone took something and they didnt think to ask what it was at the time it wouldn't make them tell the truth would it? i always thought that truth serums were something they made up for tv.

I love that I've got Mondays and Wednesdays off. Means my Sunday nights are free. Sunday nights, I might add, are one of the best nights of the week for going out. It's not crowded, there's never a wait for a pool table, and I don't have people grinding up against me on the dance floor using the excuse that it's crowded to justify attempting to cop a feel.

Haven't had that much time to go out dancing lately. But now that crime has dropped back down to normal levels things have calmed down a bit... it sounds like fun tonight. I think.

Sweet mother of god, I thought I was done dreaming. Has anyone resorted to Nyquil addiction just to avoid all this? It almost seems more preferable at this point.

I just...there are these mountains and a magic urn and snow and so much with the snow and the things and the stuff and fuck this Nordic fuckery, I can't.

Someone in the office shared this commercial the Royal Dutch Guide Dog Foundation made with us today during a presentation as we were talking strategy, so I thought I'd share it here.

The veteran in the commercial could easily be me, when I first got back stateside, and the dog resembles Lucky more than a little.

If any of you out there love dogs, or love a veteran, and are willing to become trainers for guide dogs, let me know. Our partner organizations are always looking for volunteers, because there are never enough dogs or dogs in training for everyone who needs one.

I'm in such a good mood I'm singing folk tunes. It'd be embarrassing if anyone could hear me.

Well, I had a fantastic weekend (first one in ages) which I guess decided to end itself by giving me more of those weird dreams. And was visited by the Dream Fairy I've heard so much about. I now have the dress I've been wearing in my dreams. And also have figured out a pretty big draw to why I'm wearing it.

I've also escaped this Circle place a number of times, which leads me to one very important question. How is it possible for an entire country to smell like dog shit?

I had to call in sick this afternoon. I've got some sort of plague cold. Flu? Whatever it is, it's miserable and I feel like I'm going to die.

I need chicken soup and thirty or so hours of solid sleep. Nyquil. Drugs. I need lots and lots of drugs.

Reliving a more twisted version of high school in my dreams isn't exactly my idea of a good time. Who wants to go back to high school, really?

Well, Lent begins today. And, I thought I'd mention some oft overlooked aspects of scripture.

Jesus and Mary were a couple of lookers, weren't they? I mean, I could certainly see why God chose to knock up Mary. And Jesus? I would walk behind him any day of the week. Unf. God's chosen indeed.

I am thinking about giving up my internship to become a professional cuddler!

I love cuddling and it makes people feel good, so why not get paid to do it? I think that there's a good market for this kind of service. And before you even think it, no...it will not be more than cuddling. Just a standard pay by the half hour, cuddle session.

I think it sounds like a great business to open...anyone want to invest?

Anyway, in all seriousness, I will not be giving up my internship. But it would be nice to just lay in bed and get paid for it. Haha!

So took to this here device, thing, and put 'er to use and now I'm not real clear on what I'm meant to be doin'. I guess maybe sharing pictures of cats and makin' some political statements or somethin', but that's not really my strongest suit. Not a learned enough fella to make any sort o' statements like that.

So, instead, I'll take a quick crack at this social media thing and introduce myself. Name's Malcolm Reynolds, I own the Serenity bar down by the docks on Copper Lane. I also run Browncoat Bonds, bail bonds outfit, 'n my more tech savvy customers at the bar suggested this'd be a good place to advertise. So anyone need some bailin', or need to be shown the way back to their pretty cells, just give me a holler and I'll come rollin' by. And if ya need a good drink in a place that don't care too much what ya' smell like, come down to Serenity.

And don't send me pictures of cats. If ya' do, it best be damn cute.

Etsy, why are you so amazing?

I am currently drooling over these amazing leather beltbags/holster bags. They're just gorgeous. I would feel like a badass spy with something like this. Someone talk me out of ordering one.

Click Me to join in the drooling.

Going out tonight, I think. I don't have work until the afternoon tomorrow, so... might as well take advantage?

Okay, so this asshole is pretty much akin to a magician giving away all his fellow magicians' secrets, except for archers.

I hope the Avengers never find out. I'll probably lose my superhero status.

So I woke up to this beauty.

Probably one of the few good things to come out of my dreams.

Due to the recent rise in crime rates Always is now operating a bodyguard/escort policy. If you intend to leave the club alone one of our trained and fully credited bouncers will escort you wherever you are going. Even if it's just to catch a cab.

I don't want anybody to be injured as a result of just wanting to have a fun night out.