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So, my therapist thinks I should be on here, talking to people. Since, ah, group didn't work so well. I'm Zachary Jupiter, and I'm, ah, glad to meet you all, so to speak. I've been looking around for people to talk to, and this board seems nice, really. So, hello?

This ah, this plague thing is really kind of messed up, huh? I, ah... anyone else find it just a little freaky how many people are sick? Sure seems like a scary movie come to life to me. Things are dead out in the world, and every time I look outside, it seems like nothing is moving on the streets. Even with the cure out and about, supposedly, with these new inhalers? Will they work? Is anyone getting better?

Sure makes it hard to work, too. Can't really go in and work hard at the job when the government keeps sending you home when you step outside your door. Anyone know any ways to work around this?

Not that I'm sure I could do very well, I mean, with this illness, but... got to pay rent, right?

I feel like I should say something happy here to counteract all the problems with this blue virus, especially since I don't have it myself right now, but the only thing that I can really focus on is the fact that my dreams are getting...so much more disturbing. The most horrible things keep happening there, and it's hard to get them to go away.

Does anybody on here offer therapy or know somebody who won't think the dreams are fucking insane? I have too much going on in my head to think I can go on with this and keep pretending it's okay. I don't want to be a downer, I really don't want to be a downer but...

My wrist hurts.

But I think I'm gonna go nuts if this keeps happening.

Help!

I'm hoping everyone makes it through this outbreak. Being the eternal optimist that I am, I would like to propose a free drink and dancing night at Always to celebrate life! Everyone and anyone is welcome, when people are feeling better again and up to it! Maybe next month?

Get well soon to all those who are sick and thank you to those who are taking care of them, be it a doctor or scientist, or someone simply donating their time or money to help out!

If I live through this, I'm going to do my best to give up smoking. It's sort of put things into clarity for me, this sickness, and I don't want to be an idiot and look a gift horse in the mouth.

I feel a bit guilty knowing that so many people are sick and I'm not. I'm really sorry, guys. I wish there was more I could do.

It seems I might have picked the wrong time of year to move to this country, if everyone is getting sick. I'm Lúthien.

I just made pancakes with bacon cooked into them. No matter what else happens today, I win at life.

I'm also starting to see a downside to the ... things I can do now. My apartment is glittery. Forever. No amount of cleaning is getting it off, either. I look like I live inside an ABBA video, which makes me sadpants.

That was the best Wham!tastic bubble machine party ever! It was everything I wished for and then some! :D ♥

I wish it could happen every year! Merry Christmas, everyone!

Why, yes, I did come out with a holiday themed movie, and yes, if you're my friend, you are probably getting a copy. Stocking Stuffer 3 just came out today, and yes, I am part of a Hanukkah scene. And so ends my obligatory self-promotion.

But just in case you recognize me in public, do not do what a girl at Starbucks did today and scream about how I'm the guy who does ... certain things. There were people present who did not know what she meant, then she had to explain it, and ... very awkward.

What are you all doing for the holidays? I have no family besides Roy, so I will likely do whatever he does.

Dear Valarnet,

I give you a holiday treat from Always to you!


http://youtu.be/wQ5dTb_NhJg

Enjoy!

Warning for Drag Queens, if you want to be warned for that kinda thing.

Definitely going to have to be a bar night. Ran out of drinks, don't feel like dealing with the store, so to the bars it is.

We should probably announce this now. Frodo and I are having a baby!

I think we've reached that awkward in-between stage where people start to wonder, but are too afraid to ask.

We're very happy!

...My hair...

...They took my hair...

I can't...

I'm finally able to tell everyone the big news that I've known for a while: I've landed a contract to design lingerie for Victoria's Secret. Soon you will be able purchase my designs in malls across America. I am, of course, keeping my shop, but at the same time, I'm thrilled to go national.

owwww I think I broke my ass


For the record, it's ridiculously difficult to ice your bottom.

I am never NEVER having Thanksgiving with my family again. I thought I'd try actually being nice and family like and swung over there for a little while yesterday. Key word there being thought. It was one of those disasters almost worthy, but not quite, of A Christmas Story. Only, well, instead of turkey attacking dogs, think five of my six brothers, twenties and late teens range, running full tilt at the thing.

There was kind of a wrestling match over drumsticks, yeah. I knew I should have been at Always for the Turkey Trot event or you know, safe at home, or something. Too much chaos.

I mean no one got put in the ER or anything but overall? Kind of a disaster. Scary! And a warning for Christmas, I think. Pretty sure we at least need to bring a shrink along next time we get together.

Anyone else dreaming about a crazy, space whale that refuses to eat children?

Yeah, you don't realize how bad space whale vomit smells until you get a little dunk in it.

What life is like.


What life should be like.

If you disagree, you are wrong.

Happy Turkey Week, everyone!

I'm starin' ta love this holiday.

So, it's official. You're looking at (or, well, reading the words written from?) the new face of MakeMeNew Cosmetics. The paperwork is all signed, my new work visa is in place, and the photos will be out soon. That's the best I can say, "soon." They're going to be rolling out the snaps that we took for the Christmas line, and the New Years stuff was just fantastic. So pretty.

Now I need to go celebrate. I've been sitting on this news for weeks now! It's great to be able to finally spill it!

My morning so far:

Hello internet posting board. What's the normal way to introduce yourself on these things?

((cut for muns but your characters won't see a cut at all!. Warning for glitter text))

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MY LITTLE BOY IS NOW A MAN!

Did anyone else wake up after Halloween in a stolen broken down Taxi cab with a treasure chest full of gold dubloons?

Just me, then?

( Dear hot co-owner and cherished family/employees. )

Crap

Is anyone missing a really expensive-looking diamond necklace?

I think I might cry. I've already heard Christmas music. It's still two months away, what are you people doing. No offense to you Americans, I just don't see the point in blasting music for holidays so far in advance. Not to mention that you don't give Thanksgiving a chance. We don't even have Thanksgiving, but if we did, we'd celebrate it properly.

I gave out candy this year for trick or treating though. I always like that part the best. Kids in costumes are cute as long as they're not mine.

I'd apologize for anything I might have said or done over Halloween, but I'm not honestly sorry for any of it. That was bizarre, but also fascinating.

Is anyone else as upset as I am about Lucas Film getting bought out by Disney? And by the announcement that this new Disney/Lucas company is going to put out three more Star Wars films? Didn't they learn anything from Episodes I-III? Wait. No. Of course they didn't. The movies were crap, but they still made millions of dollars so who cares, right?

BRB, going to Vegas to get married and romp around in fountains!

Oh, and eating all the foods. All you can eat dessert? Yes please!

If you come to my show tonight, you're in for a biiiiiiiiiiig surprise!

I met Vincent Van Gogh in my dream last night. It was... what's the word the kids are using now-a-days? Epic. Absolutely epic.

Also, is there a DOCTOR in the house? I hear that's the way these things go. I'm supposed to look for him now I know who he is, right?

Zev, sweetie, I had a such a fabulous time during our hot date and stuff. BUT? Hi. I think when we were in the restroom, I probably shoved my panties in your back pocket since I didn't want to fling them around in the coffeehouse potty room and I need them back now. They're not exactly cheap.

I wasn't sure how to get a hold of you since we didn't exactly exchange numbers as much as we exchanged kinky things. And then ran like hell in the opposite direction because REASONS. =D OK SO IF YOU WANT THEN YOU CAN MAIL THEM BACK TO ME ASAP THNX. ♥

Edit: OMG I GUESS WE'RE SUCH PERVS OK? Some people should avert their eyes before they burn if they're easily offended. SRS FACE YOU GUYS. I already had to block some principal person or something!

HEY VALARNET!

Anybody want to start a gaming group with me? D&D is preferable, and I'll do 3.0 or below (CURSE YOU 3.5 YOU SUCK). I guueeeess I could be persuaded to play WoD, but I'd rather not because it's silly. BYOD!

Let me know here! I'm so excited, I still have my DMG and all of my sourcebooks and eee!

Okay lovely people on the internet I want to know which of these costumes you prefer this one or this one

Or you know feel free to suggest one of your own ;)

Friday night.... usually I'd be out playing somewhere with my band, but now I'm stuck at a dive bar serving drinks to drunks who don't tip well. #firstworldproblems #fml

I always seem to be posting about the sunrise. It was cloudy this morning, so I didn't get to see it very well.

Also, I have a date tonight. Mini golf. With one of the most peculiar men I've ever met.

Anyone who asks me for any of these flavored vodkas is going to get a punch in the face. Pumpkin pie flavored vodka? I feel like an old man, all of a sudden! In my day we drank shots straight and we liked it! Uphill! Both ways! In the snow, even.

Kids today, yeesh.

Uh, can anybody teach me how to do elaborate eyemakeup on myself? Also, where do drag queens buy their wigs? I'm not interested in the cheapy stuff I can find in the stores.

...This looks terrible. It's for Halloween, I swear.

I have decided to buy my own camera, and start taking professional-type photographs. That being said, all I need now is a professional camera, and some know-how. And someone to convince me not to chuck it against the wall when things don't go my way.

Oh, and some idea where to start looking for a good camera. And someone to show me how to use it. And some extra money to procure one.

Are they still using film for casual shooting, or is everything digital, now-a-days?

ALSO I've decided to dress as a Pirate for Halloween.

I love it! I had a good laugh today. I know it wasn't as funny for other people, but I got a laugh at seeing my own name there in print.

For the last time, the Bake Sale at Nevaeh Falls Elementary School is not selling baked goods made of children. I am not sure who the caller who keeps implying it is, but that sort of false information leads to uncomfortable situations.

It's just baked goods. Like cookies. As the name implies.

Guess who lost another job today? Oh. And my band broke up. Which also means I've been kicked out of my apartment.

Up with the sun again. This is getting to be routine.

Though, I'm on quite a bit less sleep now than before, and I'm not headed in to work today. Just couldn't sleep.

ONLY TWENTY FOUR DAYS UNTIL HALLOWEEN YOU GUYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

In celebration of the weekend, I bring you SPACE UNICORN!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=slO7dDwB9jA&feature=related

This needs a dance mix. Clearly.

Annd we have a blinking signal...solid green light...Yees. The Little House That Paranoia Built has finally, with the help of all those nice overseas call center workers, joined the new century and I have an internet that I don’t have to go upstairs and outside to use.

I would like to just take a minute to thank everybody involved in this scenario. My brother for the amusing text messages, and gifs via phone in lo, my two weeks of great need, my sister for her threats to come and visit when the nuclear war hits California, my boss for providing hilarious commentary and freak outs to keep me amused, and provide perspective on my own life, Mom, for her reminders that it’s not enough that I’m protected from the ‘oncoming arms race of hate’ because it is somehow my duty to lead the world in preventing the necessity of hate induced constructions like my new home, that guy from the message board who sold me his rusty industrial tin of canned peaches so that I might be fortified against the effects of hunger and deprivation in those dark dark days of life in the resulting state of nuclear winter, my stack of Intergalactic Corps United season dvd’s for keeping me relatively sane, and my landlord for those weird looks he gives me whenever I enter or emerge from my home via the backyard toting my brief case, or in my Corps uniform as if he’s trying to figure out what the hell kind of freak rents somebody’s bomb shelter.

To which I only say, BAH, he chose to rent it out., and the basement does not belong to my parents so I’m doing relatively well, all things considered. Next week, when my new coffee and alien autopsy table makes it to the U.S will be even better, but small victories, for now, are better than none at all.

My name is Turgon and I live in a converted bomb shelter where you are welcome to come sample my tinned peaches from the year 1964 if you are so inclined. , but please bring your own gas masks in case of emergency. Hello, Valarnet, I’m sure it’s a pleasure to meet you.

I'm an asshole in my dreams and attack kids, including my goddamn sidekick.

Obviously, this isn't you know, the real Dream Ollie and something has to have caused it but...seriously? Pretty disturbing implications THERE if it's supposed to be some kind of warning for my real life.

Cause, seriously? Pointing my bow at a sixteen year old girl? Actually SHOOTING at said sixteen year old girl? Trying to blow up the other, ex, sidekick?

What's the metaphorical meaning of all this, exactly?


At least she wasn't Mia. Then I'd have to be more worried. As it is, looks like I'm skipping the meeting I had planned afternoon to get a head start on the weekend. What did Jimmy Buffett say, it's five o clock somewhere?



Could've done without that really disturbing trip into dreamland, all the same, thanks. So, to keep my mind off of this, I propose a new Halloween tradition:

Grown Up Trick Or Treating.

Same idea as the old version really, only instead of the candy, every house passes out a shot or bong hit. We all show up at that party following this. Anybody actually want in?

Not that I know what the Hell I'm going as since my costume idea got STOLEN and all. But you know. In theory.

It is absolutely, positively, way far far FAR too early to be awake. Works calls, though, an I say "how high?"

Sunrise is pretty, though.

I don't see why Americans seem to make such a big fuss over Halloween. Maybe it was just my upbringing, but... I've never really seen the point.

I guess it's down to any excuse to wear silly costumes.