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I've been asking myself recently why I decided to teach teenagers. Especially after yesterday. I would prefer if they waited until after class to have enthusiastic conversations about prom.

Hey there internet! How's it going? Hope you don't mind another person joining in on the excitement. I've never been much of a texting person or... what is it, blogging? But, there's a first time for everything!

Name's Tifa! New to this network, but not new to the area! I've lived here for a long while now. There's probably more exciting introductions than this, I'm not really sure what else to do here. Guess that will do for now!

Oh! But, one important thing: Happy Earth Day! Do your part to help take care of our Planet!

You know what I haven't done in a few weeks? I haven't hosted a POKER NIGHT. Who's in?

So I have decided on the perfect way to celebrate my birthday this year, so next Friday 10th April after a day of pampering with my bestie everybody who comes to Always will be celebrating my birthday with me and will get their first drink on the house.

I will be out from behind the bar and dancing the night away with the rest of you! Hope to see you there!

The only downside to having my niece here now is that I have to put away certain things. Before Sarah and Kira showed up, I didn't really have to worry about what I left out, but now I've had to move a lot of things into my room.

Nothing like back to back religious holidays to bring out the aggressive bible stalkers. Two tried to follow me home today even after I explained as calmly as I'm able that no amount of preaching was going to sway my lack of belief. They set out to 'save my soul' or some bullshit. I put in headphones and they kept going. Whatever happened to My headphones are in, stop talking now?

So I get up and in the space of twenty minutes I break a nail, discover I'm out of milk, can't find my keys and missed a meeting with a supplier which I swear wasn't in my diary yesterday.

Can I just scrap this day and start over?

Now this is a study I would happily have been a researcher on. Shame it's all done with.

I'm going back to work tomorrow! Hip hip hooray! Well, I'm bringing Ben with me, and we'll see how long I can actually work... but I've talked to Izzy about doing some of the work from home now. Ordering, staffing, that sort of thing. I can take those loads off of her plate so she can focus on customer service and training. I love having someone that I trust so completely as my second in command! (Or first in command while I'm gone!)

She's the Riker to my Picard.

I'm so looking forward to getting back to work! If anyone wants to come and see me, I'll be at Baxter from seven until noon. Longer, if we're not too worn out by then!

I don't really do Valentine's Day, but if I did it would be something like this.

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.

Don't forget you single guys and gals this Saturday Always is a couple free club so you don't have to be surrounded by hearts and flowers and just have a fun night of drinking and dancing!

Have fun!

I was thinking of hosting a party on Valentine's Day for anyone who isn't otherwise engaged on that night. ;) Drinks, food, games, dips in the heated indoor pool, whatever people want really!

I'll be doing all this anyway and company is more than welcome!

Katy Perry was an excellent choice for the half-time show.

And Missy Elliot's alive? Thought she fell off the face of the planet.

Days off are nice. I slept all day. That said, who wants to show a girl around to food places? I don't want to go wandering alone right now, but I want more than crappy take out. The other night the pizza guy looked at me like I had six heads when I asked for a slice of cold cheese. Must remember I'm not in Oneonta and Sal's isn't here to make it for me.

Oh and for those who don't know what it is - a slice of cheese fresh out of the oven with a handful of cold, fresh shredded mozzarella on top. Heaven on a plate. Heaven I say. ooc note: this i a real thing. it's from my neck of the woods. it's delicious

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.

What is a man to do when two rival singers want to host parties on the same night and both want me to plan them? Do I go with the one with better style or do I go with the one with more twitter followers? They're both offering to pay more than the other, so I've got quite the dilemma. I would call Sarah, but it's too late in the UK, so until I can, I'll just sit back and wait and see if this turns into a cat fight. Maybe they'll start a twitter war. Now wouldn't that be amusing. And considering the way things seem to be right now, that wouldn't be too much of a stretch.

I should probably introduce myself. I'm Felix Dawkins, owner of Fee's Events in Irvine. If anyone needs a party planner, look no further.

I woke up with two hands this morning.

Two hands. I'd forgotten what it feels like.

I hardly know what to do with myself. Other than call in sick from work, because showing up with an extra hand might be odd.

So next Thursday Always is going to be hosting an evening of Thanksgiving Celebrations. A $10 ticket gets you in to enjoy a full hearty Thanksgiving dinner before the club gets going as usual at 9pm.

No cover charge applies if you are just coming to dance and drink after 9.

Let me know if you're interested here or pop down to the club and see me.

It's quiet without my brother Al here. I don't really know what to do with quiet.

So looking after the bar at the weekend was a lot of fun! Despite worrying about Faye curled up and trying to sleep in the back. She nearly passed out while making a pina colada for heaven's sake! I had to practically drag her away from the counter! That woman doesn't half love her bar! Love you darlin'!

There's a chance I might die of a heart attack today. I already wrote my will and no one gets any of my stuff. Instead I'm gonna be buried Egyptian-style with all my shinies with me.

I do not recommend suffocating in space. I don't recommend that at all.

I DON'T KNOW HOW THIS HAPPENED. It's amazing, but I don't know how... You know, I've been seeing this Neal guy? He asked me to date only him. Then he tossed out the word 'boyfriend' and now I've got a boyfriend? I'm a girlfriend? HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?

I've never been a girlfriend before. I don't know ... what to do? How to handle this?? HELP??

Oh why, oh why must the wine always be gone?

I'm done with July. July is done with me.

This is why:
1. I accidentally broke a bar.
2. I accidentally burned down my apartment.
3. I purposefully broke a car window and ended up paying for it.
4. My ex-landlord sent some thugs after me.
5. I blew up those thugs though.
6. ...and Gwen in the process. (Did you get those third set of flowers I sent, by the way?)
7. My Dreams are nearing the end of times and I think I'm about to do something stupid in them.
8. Found out a friend had been cheated on.
9. And there are douchebags of the past everywhere.

On the bright side, I'm sure August can't get any worse.

Lina
If you need me I'll be in my room today.
My head is killing me.

Logan
Apparently if I don't sleep, YOU get louder in my head. It's like an overprotective AI yelling at me to get more sleep. Seriously. I just don't want anymore of your sex dreams.

Public
I love my house and my room. I love my roomie, and our temporary Roomie. Semi-Permanent. Whichever. It's like the college dorm experience I never had. That said, Roomies of Awesome, there's gumbo in the crock pot. Serve yourselves. Also an apple pie in the oven.

Is it too early to start drinking?

So it's been brought to my attention that Penny Dreadful is a touch on the scary side for some so we thought watching as a group might be less scary and more fun.

I'm gonna offer up my place to hold these parties, bring snacks and drinks if you like.

If you wanna catch up on the episodes so far I'm thinking of watching the two that have aired so far before the new one this Sunday so just let me know if you wanna come over early.

Who was it that recommended that Penny Dreadful show on here? Because OH MY GOD. I'm going to have nightmares!

Thank GOD the weather's gone hot again. I've been dying to get out my shorts and tank tops. Didn't have too much opportunity to wear them while we were in New York, but it was standard attire in Vegas. Now I get to show off my legs again! ...though, don't look too close until I get them tanned up a bit. The white is blinding.

I've had a bit of a day. Well, a bit of a week, really. I think I could use a drink this weekend.

With friends, I mean. I'm not trying to fish for dates of anything, really. Just friends and that. Which must sound sort of awkward, now that I think about it. Really, this is why I stay away from this sort of thing, but there it is.

If wearin' eighteen pounds of black leather in the middle of sunny goddamned california is wrong, I don't want to be right.

I think I might have selected the location for my future restaurant. I just need to go to the bank and get a loan. Fingers crossed. Then Orange County can have some decent Italian food that isn't the bullshit Olive Garden.

Now, that I've had time to settle back into my home and everything, I've been thinking about having a cook out at my place.

I will provide the burgers, hot dogs, and a few steaks...

We can make it a bit of a potluck, but you aren't required to bring anything...besides a positive attitude! Who's interested?

This will be set for next weekend since this weekend is a holiday.

I'm surprised no one mentioned the gorgeous lunar eclipse we had last night. I threw myself a little party on my second floor terrace. Drinks and canapes with my two telescopes. It was a lovely evening, just me and the open sky.

My dreams seem to be centered around things like celestial bodies and light. I've been fascinated with these things my entire life. I wonder if that was some form of foreshadowing?

How is it that Easter has the best candy of all the holidays?

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There had best not be anyone called Anastasia Steele on this network.

And who the fuck gives a copy of Tess of the D'Urbervilles as a romantic gift?

Thank god for Brownies. I needed this frosted brownie like nobody's business after being stuck inside for so long. Sunlight, chocolate, and the soft grass under my feet are all I needed today. The rain tomorrow will be a bonus.

FUCKING PIECE OF FUCKING SHIT FUCK. I just fell down the fucking stairs while carrying a fucking glass of fucking milk, slipped and went to steady myself on the wall using my fucking hand that isn't fucking there anymore because it got bitten the fuck off and I fucking fell on my stupid old ass. Fucking stairs hit me in the back too so I got fucking winded in addition to getting fucking glass shattering all over my fucking ride down and milk on my fucking shirt. So then I spend the next fucking hour pulling pieces of fucking glass out of the back of my fucking leg and then I'm fucking combing through the fucking carpet for the smallest speck of fucking glass so it's fucking clean.

Fuck everything.

Oh, yeah, and maybe offensive language above, so...yeah.

(ooc: above - something that just happened to me. Write what you know.)

It's Superbowl, let's see how much attention this garners...

I'm bored and horny. Who's coming over to screw me?

I need to have some fun tonight. Major distraction. I'd try to do schoolwork but I can't focus on it anyways, so what's the point?

My mum's at it again. Now that I'm single, she says, I need a little bit of help being "inspired to wake up".

So she got me this bloody thing. That's not worksafe, by the by, and also incredibly mental even for my mother.

Does anyone wish to swap parents for a month or so?

Ladies with tits, I'm curious about this. Are car seatbelts really this bad for you all, that you'd need this fucking weird thing? And who the hell thought of calling it a Tiddy Bear?

Damn, that was a hell of a couple days. New Year's eve party, New Year's party, New Year's after-party, waking up behind that Chinese restaurant with a stab wound, the hangover, the hospital visit.....well, I'm recovered from the New Year's hangover/stabbing. Ol' Merle's back in fightin' shape and ready to kick some ass!

Just....gotta get some aspirin in me. Not a young man anymore. Can't exactly...bounce back like I used to.

So far, this has been a fucking fantastic year.

I just got a photo of the famous Dixon brothers in the mail....'cept nobody who'd have that picture knows where I'm living now; I ain't changed my address or nothing yet. Faye, Vala, the boss lady...but nobody who'd have this picture.

I need a distraction after last night's dreams, so who wants to help me open a secret dreamers only bar or nightclub or coffee shop or whatever? We need a place where we can talk about this stuff in the open. Also, I can't think of any group of people more in need of a drink.

Waiting for ages at the airport has shown me that either I'm very good at keeping myself entertained or that I have a sick, dirty mind.

Anyway, here's a fun game! Fill in the blanks: I like my men the way I like my _____, _______ and _______.

Right now my favorite is: I like my men the way I like my books, well-read and bound in leather.