Iiiiiiii don't wanna work, I just wanna bang on my drums all day.
Iiiiiiii don't wanna play, I just wanna bang on my drums all day.

Sticking my head out to see if things are less crazy now. You know, are we back to our regularly scheduled madness?

A peanut is neither a pea not a nut. Discuss!

The back of the Raptor isn't working for me anymore. I definitely need a more permanent place to stay.

I'm 'a die of boredom if somethin' don't happen soon. I never thought I'd get tired of mindless, endless sex, but I guess I have.

There's something bloody fishy goin' on here.

Visiting the west coast today was a bad idea. Miserable weather as far as the eye could see. Oh well, at least I found a good cafe with relatively drinkable wine, and got back to London in time to check out the last hour news. Not a bad ending for a bloody irritating day.

This world seems a little crazier than normal, yeah? Too many kids. Way too many.

She's gone.

( James Potter )

( Pete Wisdom )

( Pete )

( Lily Evans )

( Severus )

( Laurie )

( Pete Wisdom )

Oh crap...

An alternate universe? Seriously? Because we don't get enough of those...

I really don't have time for this.

This is a right bloody odd world.

No MI13, no organized superheroics, and no bloody paperwork.

I think I like it.

This is a rather bloody brilliant world. Not a lot of evil to fight, all the bureaucratic dumbasses I was dealing with back home are gone, and the man I owed ten quid to is not here either. Brilliant.

Well, this is a right fine mess. Plucked out of Britain and dropped into Malibu, and not even in ther right universe. I wonder who I pissed off this time.