a quick, useless note before bed: we're all related because we say so

[porphyre]

I have decided my family tree isn't even a bush. It's a tesseract. My day began crawling out of bed at Alastair's, (who briefly dated Kelly, one of Antony's co-workers), stealing a pair of his pants, coming home, slipping on the corset Antony gave me over one of his left-behind shirts, then taking part in my godmother Silva and her partner Amber's

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[fastfwd]

I am beginning to believe I have reached a social event horizon.

Thank you. This is exactly the term for it.

[porphyre]

I've used it before. It's incredibly useful to the right sort of person.

[amethest]

Oh, honey, you've gone past your social event horizon a long, long time ago.

You've actually managed to completely split and reverse your social standing in an alternate universe, meaning that there's a universe somewhere in which absolutely, nobody, has ever heard of you...

[porphyre]

You mean like before the year 2000?

[amethest]

pfft, linear time thinker!

[robbat2]

Oh my god, it's full of stars.

[porphyre]

I'm working on it. Give me a little more time. I need to finish my book first.

[amethest]

*Appoints herself a Jhayne missionary, and goes off to Mongolia where they only have one ISP to spread your words*

[natowelch]

So does that mean you're your own grandpa?

[porphyre]

I wasn't the one who switched genders.

[amethest]

"No difference, no difference at all really, just a different sex..."

[porphyre]

I've only a few that fall under that category, sadly. I love them dearly.