We had that scarlet letter one before didn't we? Same shit. Is it that big of a deal anyway. Everyone has baggage that they want to hide. Who says differently?

I officially can't sunbathe anymore. Summer's over. It's an excuse to get boots I guess. Faye, do you need boots? You can tell me over the network you know. We don't always have to talk on ( Read more... )

Fun, I guess. But what the hell is the point?

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A one day curse passes through and we all turn into Shakespeare lovers. What a joke. Of course his shit has withstood the test of time, so has a lot of other works. Who actively reads the complete works of Shakespeare around here? Hm? Not many, that's for damn sure.

Know why that stuff lasts? It's content. Same damn themes as every hit parade top ( Read more... )

I never liked Happy Days. 1950s nostalgia in the 70s? Please, so fucking phoney and cheap. No one really acts like that. And if they did I'm sure they didn't live long enough for anyone to notice.

Faye Valentine, what are you doing right now?

Private to Cori;

What the hell.

There is a lot of shit going on.

For those of you who didn't get the memo: Bill is gone and I have to accept that. If you don't know what I'm talking about forget it and shut up. That's the short answer to the question "What's wrong, Elle" or any kind of variation. I'll talk about it when I want to with who I want to.

Drinks and well selected words ( Read more... )

It's a jungle out there, literally. Last time this shit happened I spent it in someone's pocket. Not this time. Unless you count me as a lounge lizard. I don't feel like going out any time soon to step in someone's shit on the street.

Cori, you have to give me a blow by blow of the other day. I should have put my money on you. You did win right?

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As of this moment, I have no interest in voting.

Private to Corinthian//Unhackable;

Come out, come out, wherever you are.

Don't make me come and get you. If I find out you're pouting I swear to God...I think you and I need some quality time.

End Filter;

Private to Bill//Unhackable;

Baby, I hate politics. Can you believe these jokers?

I hate any sort of ( Read more... )

[Miss Elle Driver, dressed in red for the occasion, is on a mission of the utmost importance. In the holiday hustle and bustle, she woke to find herself in need of cigarettes. The need for nicotine has won above everything else. Aware of what could be in store, she walks carefully from her apartment complex. Miraculously untouched by the curse on ( Read more... )

"Only time will tell," that's my answer. Shit.

I can make a mean salad. Perhaps I'm not hopeless in the culinary world.

Nightcap and I'm turning in.

Private//Unhackable
He knows. Now he knows almost everything. What does that get me? What the fuck does that get me?

More, mistrust. Anger. I should have just gone to bed. Too little too fucking late.Let ( Read more... )

Last minute prep and a good night sleep is all I need for tomorrow.

Shit. Better call in for work.

Filtered to Team Law Office//Unhackable

We're winning, bitches. You got me?

Faye Valentine, I'd like a word.

End Filter

Private to Budd//Unhackable

You're in as deep of shit as I am, you fucker, if you tell Bill.

And as if you didn't piss me off enough, the ( Read more... )