Kind of easy to lose yourself lately. Not in a literal sense of course, my navigation skills are fine as ever, but wow are people horribly disconnected here.

Since I clearly cannot be trusted to go out on my own (mass consumption of alcohol doesn't work well for me), who wants to escort me around today? Something fun would be preferred, though I can get behind reading books in a library or bookstore, too.

I hear I'm quite good company, though I'm not sure what that's all about.

Seriously.

- Lily

So, with this whole world out there ...

... I'm bored.

Who else is here? C'mon. These phone dealies have to be good for something, right? Tell me who you are and where you're from.

I'm Jaime, I'm a mutant, and I'm from New York. Well, a version of NY, anyway. 'parently there's more than one. Go figure, right? Anyway, I find things. That's my big-bad mutant skill.

God. Anyone but him. Why him? Why does he have to be here?

Good news, the Metrocourt II is almost ready to open in this world's Port Charles and the hospital is already back in action.

My husband Jax, and I will be hosting a party on Friday in the Metrocourt II's ballroom to celebrate it's opening. We hope to see you all there.

I really wish Davis was here right now.

Okay, that show pretty much sucks. That would NEVER happen, right? I mean...we're safe, aren't we?

The twins are finally sleeping through the night. Hallelujah.

I wonder if my son will ever show up here. I miss him, and I know his father does too.

I know two soon to be dead bodyguards if they don't stop oogling the bosses wife.

I cannot wait to not be pregnant anymore, but man Vanessa isn't here so what the hell am I gonna do?

I don't really like the other set of parents here, I mean...they're like...insane or something.

Wow, it's almost the end of the year and I have no idea where I am going to go to school in the fall.

Carly's throwing a party? That didn't take long at all, did it?

Tracking down drug traffickers in the middle of Columbia? Not so fun.

What's this I hear about Aaron Echolls being here? Someone should tell him I carry a gun now.

Haha, crap, was I so drunk last night that I ended up going home to the wrong apartment again? 'Cause, you know, I've done that before. It was embarrasing. My key wouldn't work, but then I just walked through the door and collapsed into bed. Woke up the next morning to this lady screaming about calling the cops. . .

Actually, come to think of it, I don't feel like I'm hungover. . . Huh.

Um, okay, what's going on here? Dad? Pop? Where the heck is everybody?

Current Mood: confused

God, what a buzzkill.

Ow!

I've been keeping a pretty low profile since I arrived, just letting everyone know I'm still here.

Trying to get the business back up and running.

Anyone in need of a PI?

Xander, this- . . . this isn't funny.

Xand? . . . Papa?