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If I have to hear that Charlie Daniels Band song one more time, the entity singing it is going to be forcefully tied to a chair and made to watch the entirety of Barney's run on repeat.

To add to the unwanted serenades, everywhere I go I'm hearing Return of the Mack.

Return of the Mack.

You know there's a reason I didn't go to any high school reunions, Vallo. And Rip's sto

Chelsea Dagger on radio! Coffee girl singing Chelsea Dagger! Students singing Chelsea Dagger in hall! Chelsea Dagger singing in head!

I fucking hate Blackhawks.

If I am listening to goal song all day, why not my goal song? This is cruel magic, Vallo. I thought we are friends. I forgive evil snowglobe, I forgive evil turkeys, but this is too far. If you were not also giving me my Malyshka, I would be looking for face of island to punch.

( Here is picture of baby to make everyone more happy, except for Chicago Blackhawks. Fuck Chicago Blackhawks. Blackhawks can never look at sweet baby kitty. )

[filtered to hargreeves people and their associates, any interested friends, parents of other smol people, idk]

Not complaining about the sudden bonus appearing in my bank account - maybe that was a reward for working overtime and then some during the turkey mess. But it's good timing since a lot of that will be used to throw Claire a birthday tea party this Sunday afternoon, at Looking Glass Teas. In the backyard, so it will be a legitimate whimsical experience.

Let us know if you can attend, and feel free to bring any other youngins - I know she has some friends at school she'd love to see there. I'm also going to order a cake from someplace otherwise if I baked it, it would be carrot.

FILTERED TO JAMES AND TORUNN

We are a go for tomorrow night. Fireworks have been obtained. The Cardinal suspects nothing.

I thought that I'd be used to hearing a song on repeat in my head - been there, done that - but hearing it until I fell asleep last night and then randos walking in the city, on my way to work, getting my lunch, Mrs. B, sing it at me, I realize that no, I'm not used to it. I still hate this. This is relentlessly annoying.

No Zeppelin this time, but at least this isn't the screeching that Lucifer was doing.

Can alcohol wash this crap away?

I do not understand the music that I have been hearing everywhere I go today, but apparently the woman singing is tired of being blonde and it is making me consider changing my hair colour, as well. Why not? I have looked this way for hundreds upon hundreds of years, perhaps it is time for a change.

TUESDAY/AROUND NOON

ENOLA & ELOISE
"the power of pizza cones"

MORNINGSIDE & THE PIZZA CONE TRUCK

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[dean winchester]

I haven’t done anything wrong, have I?

i guess daddy-o one uped us. somehow?

dick, you better be here because if i'm stuck here alone, i am going to be so pissed.

and where the hell are my swords?

Who: Leia Organa & Rey
Where: Probably the fringes of the forest, but anywhere between there and town.
When: Tuesday 16th February, late morning
What: Rey arrives in Vallo!
Warnings: Don’t expect any.

( But then she woke up; there was dappled, but bright sunlight above her, trees towering over her as she lay amongst the debris of a forest floor. )