Oh... oh kriff. Not. Not again.

I should be USED to this.

Thank you, God.

You have some sort of vendetta against my hair, don't you, G? I just got it set!

So- who missed me? Come on, you can be honest.

At some point, I will learn to not try to drink super-powered extraterrestrials under the table.

Clearly yesterday was not the day for that little nugget of wisdom.

There'll be an informal Christmas Eve party at the agency all day for anyone** who wants to drop by. I was gonna say my place, but the agency is bigger and can hold more food and drinks.

**And by 'anyone' I mean anyone who doesn't intend to cause trouble. The agency's full of mutants and metahumans, you won't get anything by us, trust me.

The whole addiction to lube thing must be genetic.

So, it's just about time to go. We're leaving on a trial run tonight, and I can't wait.

I've never been into space on an extended mission before, and it seems pretty cool.

I also have the weirdest craving for Doritos right now. Pizza flavor.

Anyone want to have pizza Doritos and probably ranch dip later? I doubt I'll be able to sleep after the trial run, so I might as well get some video gaming in.

( Raven, Tree, Master Qui-Gon, Rajani, Rodney, Sheppard, Jacen, Anakin Solo )

Lemme guess, G- there's a 'leaving the nest' metaphor in my future, isn't there?

( Tobias' Old X-Factor/Torchwood Friends- Kyoko, Jack(s), Mia, Raven, Tree, Tosh, Ianto )

I require entertainment. Who wants pizza?

What the bleeding hell is this, then!? Steve!? Patrick!?

My God! I've been abducted by aliens!!

So, I'm back. I need a break. The holidays is always way too stressful on everyone. Lighten up, people, you're missing the point!

Also, ah lichtige Chanukah, my Jewish buddies. Or anyone else looking for a reason to celebrate.

Also-also: New face. Yes, no, maybe so? Maybe man? I really need a heaping plate of change, this holiday season.

Who the FUCK has my daughter!?

*sounds of choked gurgling*

Jabberwocky jabberwocky, we sing and clap,
Sitting so pretty on her checkered lap.
Jabberwocky jabberwocky, we call to say,
"Slither down, pet, and let us play!'

Okay, all my female friends? Spa day soon. We'll get pedicures, manicures, massages, facials, whatever. This means Raven, Tree, Terry, Rajani... and I don't have that many girl friends here, so if you're not psychotic and wanna tag along, lemme know. And your significant others can come too. (Tell the men I promise spas don't bite.)

And now I'm imagining Jack and John and Rodney and even Master Qui-Gon coming with us. I might actually pay to see military men and a Jedi in a spa, getting facials and pedicures done. The memories would last a lifetime.

Edit: ( John )

Am I back?

I have to admit... I'm really starting to like it here. I mean, usually when I move to a new place, I can't tell anyone my real name, or use credit, or anything like that. But here? No hiding at all.

I think it's time I had some fun. Any suggestions on what a 16-year-old boy can do for fun around here? Would there be any arcades open? Batting cages? I got a few ideas, but I'm also open to any suggestions.

Er... hi?

This is certainly an experience, innit? Didn't realise I'd be getting nasty scars, and a lot of tattoos.

Oi, Tree! Where are you, lovely wench?