The world really does just keep getting stranger.

But I think it has solved one of the problems.

And I think everything else will work out in the end.

Things have a way of doing that.

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I can't say anything about it. Not mine to talk about. I ...

I'm sorry.

*curls up around Nimitz and feels like dying, yeah*

Ohmygodohmygodohmygod.

I am not moving from this spot.

Ever.

Ever.

Ever.

Ohmygod.

*curls into a ball*

I need to remember the truth, in all of this; in all of these ... things ... that are surrounding me constantly ( Read more... )

( Completely locked and private )

I have come into possession of the most amusing pictures known to humankind.

Alistair, those heels were very becoming.

Well, I'm back. Still in a sort of happy daze.

I love you.

Disarmed the bitch. However, she's still free. Came across her in the mansion today. She fled. Then I spoke with the person she'd been talking to. *shudders* He was very, very foul. Thank you, person who shot him - I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name.

Speaking of things having to do with the bitch ...

Paul? Where are you, love?

( My typist is a sheep. )

... Bel? There's something I need to tell you.

Alistair, you too.