Diary Entry

[bldy_cute_molly]

Written in an elegantly tooled black leather-bound book. Said book is held closed with a distressingly complicated-looking locking mechanism which is attached via thin metal and rubber tubing to a slim, but ominous, brass canister bound to the spine.

Comments

[gil_karm]

"Chaz seems a bit concerned for my modesty, but I trust my tailor to do us right. Especially with his goggle order still pending and his sentimental attachment to his eyes."

*SNAP*

*Scream!*

"Oh, I'm sorry....did you want those spikes on the OUTSIDE of the goggles?"

[valentine_rta]

This is not the only reason why I'm being very careful about the tailoring on this outfit--I have some professional pride, man!--but it is on the list.

[bldy_cute_molly]

Shhhhh, Gil!

He's already worried enough that he'll look like a creepy-creepy-man-bug in the goggles, which he thinks will put a crimp in his "mackin' on the girls" activities.

Why he feels the need to "mack on the girls" while engaging in activities requiring red-light filters, eye protection, and pan-optical viewing is, well, something only understandable by the man himself.

[addison_rta]

Can anyone have opinions on Valentine in creepy creepy bug goggles or is it a limited polling pool?

[addison_rta]

I absolutely would have paid for it! But you spontaneously gave it to me, and I have to admit, it is quite wonderful.

[bldy_cute_molly]

I did! With cookies, too!

I am such a sucker for people in pain and in need of distracting gadgety amusements.

Besides, you've been good to us. And I might've felt just a little bit bad that I wasn't able to be the one who paid that bastard back for what it did to your leg.

[addison_rta]

I'm mostly just on painkillers now but I am going to carry the cane around for months. Why? Because it stands on its own! Who cannot love a cane that stands on its own?

We need to talk about charity legal fund cookies.

[bldy_cute_molly]

No one! No one cannot love it!

You really know where you are with a cane that stands on its own. Or, if you don't, at least you'll know where your cane is.

Yes! We must discuss. I'm concerned that your wants and needs for these cookies, and the sad state of trade in Amber, will both force these cookies to be rumless. I fear this horrifying rumlessness may damage my reputation as a purveyor of fine, and enthusicstically rum-baked, goodies.

Or were you more interested in delivery times and supply-chain issues?