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[09 Oct 2010|07:11pm] |
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Isn't this interesting. Thirty-three is the new twenty. Or it will be, tomorrow.
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[06 Jul 2010|09:56pm] |
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Ugh, I'm gonna need an ice pack and some aspirin.
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[04 Jul 2010|11:47am] |
Well, hush my mouth. I'm still cute. I guess I should count my blessings.
She-boys, y'all can have your Y chromosomes back. Anybody feel like giving a he-girl in distress a proper wardrobe?
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[25 Jun 2010|03:41am] |
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( Remy. )
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[17 Jun 2010|07:10pm] |
I just figured certain folks would be interested in hearing that some guy let me drive his 18-wheeler today, and nobody got killed.
Thank you kindly.
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[10 Jun 2010|09:56pm] |
I'm out, people. I wanna spend some days kicking back by a river and pretending like there ain't wars going on in the world, psychos on the loose, or economic crises anywhere. Besides, I can hear fifty thousand calories' worth of glorious fried food calling my name.
( Logan. )
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[08 Apr 2010|01:19pm] |
I'm about a fifth of the way to buying a Harley. Don't seem quite right to have to wait so long, but ain't that how all the greatest love stories go?
When I'm notorious on the road, I'll remember y'all and send postcards. Maybe.
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[26 Mar 2010|01:10pm] |
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Twenty-four years and some days ago, some guy in Siberia was born and probably built his own house a few days later just to scare the neighbors. Piotr Rasputin came to America to make us feel short and to embarrass everybody with how quick he can drink people under the table. On this day, eighteen years ago, Katherine "Kitty" Pryde entered the world. She still ain't made good on her potential to take over and get all evil tech overlord on us, so let's be real nice to them today and tell them happy birthday/show up to their party tonight, sugars. And I mean, y'all better show, unless you're a loser or a creep, or I'll be knocking on some doors. First part starts poolside at 8 PM, and I'm gonna be on hand all night to make sure the birthday girl's tempted by brew and booze galore. Don't think I'll need to help Piotr out.
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[14 Feb 2010|05:18pm] |
( MORT. )
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( JOHN. )
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( JEAN, BOBBY, LOGAN, JEAN-PAUL, REMY, JUBILEE, ART, RIC, DOM, BETSY, LILA. )
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[17 Jan 2010|03:15am] |
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It's approaching my anniversary of joining Inferno--and just to set the record straight, that marks the longest time I've ever held an honest job! Ain't that a crock? I always imagined my milestones would be dishonorable, something about "My First Time Killing a Customer for Being a Creep." I think I'm gonna need some kind of trophy certifying me as a legitimate member of society, or maybe just a reasonable raise. "A dollar per day I've poured you people a drink over the past year" sounds like a decent ballpark number, don't it, Warren?
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[12 Nov 2009|11:12pm] |
theres some creepy green guy lying in a heap few blocks from inferno
a mutant
i had to get someone off him
mugger's lying out here too
he'll be all right
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[10 Oct 2009|04:35pm] |
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I'm old today, and that means I got the right to cash in on people being nice to me. Logan, sugar, I'm holding you to that for later. I'm taking off work, I'm clocking out for the day, and I'm going out. Anybody who tries to give me a birthday spank's liable to get a broken wrist, so before I hear any cute cracks about that, I figured I'd be nice and slap on the warning label early. Y'all need me, I'll be too busy having myself a party to care.
Unless Booby's causing trouble; then I guess I can come back and help y'all out.
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[02 Oct 2009|10:27am] |
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Morning.
So I guess I can still touch people. Y'all willing to take a little risk? And don't get gross, since I'm a lady and I can slug the lights outta you bareknuckled now. I could mean anything. At my discretion, of course. Maybe I'll accept. Maybe I just want to see who has the guts to speak up.
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