I am officially so over this whole dreamtime show and tell business.  One more night of this bullshit and I am so going to take it up with the Man or the Powers that Be or whomever the fuck is running the projection booth here.  Granted, that requires me to figure out who that is and then find him.

But still.

[ ooc :: Throne has been purposefully ( Read more... )

So it seems like the tree is at it again.  Borrowing people, making time strange, before thrusting them into some random memory -- whether they want to or not.  It seems like this one was kind of a doozy, so maybe I'm glad it wasn't me this time around?  But at the same time, I kind of wish it wasn't who it ended up being anyway.  Like, why couldn' ( Read more... )

Oh.  Gravity's back.  That's...disappointing.

- No more flying around work, playing at being an air ballerina. (Yes, D, i went there again. Three words.  Deal with it.)  Which means I'll have nothing to distract me from the mind-numbing boredom anymore.
- No more floating around barefoot like I've been managing so far. I'm going to have to go back ( Read more... )

Dear Sirs and Madams of the 'Sphere,

It has come to my most aggrieved attention that my overzealous lay-about of a roommate (♥) has taken it upon himself to single-handedly invite all of you to drop by at our house unannounced and whenever the mood strikes you.  Please accept my humble apologies when I say, PLEASE IGNORE HIM.  He is of a strange ( Read more... )

Alright, folks, so tell me now -- which of you are going to swallowing their pride and donning the disco bling-bling inferno also known as an anti-gravity suit in order to score some memory crystals or possibly monetary compensation?  As enticing the prospect is of gaining more insight to what has up until this point proven itself to be a pain- ( Read more... )

Sometimes, meaning only the best, we take upon ourselves burdens the size of the moon, without realizing the moon is nothing more than a reflection of the sun. And so, in our ignorance, we march forward to our deaths, looking neither left nor right, for we are blinded by what is behind.

Okay, so I have no idea who wrote this.  It only just appeared ( Read more... )

[ ooc :: at the top of the post, there are several starts and stops before Throne starts his post. beyond that, it appears completely harmless. ]

So I seem to have misplaced my roommate, who skulked off last night to give me some privacy for my non-date.  I'm afraid that somebody may have stolen him in the night, since he is rather charming, proper ( Read more... )

[ ooc :: throne's handwriting is the same as always, though there are several pen taps on the page roughly near where his entry begins ]

Note to self:  Never lose your journal again.

Especially not when B is lounging about the house all day, raiding G's wardrobe and scrounging your food.  Otherwise, you'll have nothing to distract yourself from all ( Read more... )

I think Somebody once said the road to Hell is paved with good intentions.

True or false?

[ ooc :: Throne has proceeded to obliterate his entire entry and its comments with the overzealous application of ink. ]

Crayons.  I need crayons, STAT.

Or colored pencils or markers or something.

I promise to give them back or pay for them or scrounge new ones eventually if you let me borrow or have them.

Any takers, or rather givers, out there in the Fishbowl?  I'm in need of a little color in my life.

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