ooc: Let me repeat that though. Characters DO NOT know this. Seriously.

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.Orfeo was done. D-O-N-E. Done with just about everyone in fact. He hated that he was doing this. Every step was forced and none of it his own decision. Literally. He blamed Soren because He was the first on Orfeo's standard list of Those That Sucked. Soren was in a ( Read more... )

He's supposed to be getting married tomorrow so he's been healthier, happier, quiet though. Really, he was hoping if he shut up and meditated, he'd heal and plus he wouldn't be in the way of Daniel doing things ( Read more... )

I'm feeling mostly better.

Sort of.

Enough though and that's good.

And I'm getting married soon.

Don't deserve it, but hot damn, I'm looking forward to it.

All you blighters had better show up.

And Daniel, you can bring the Big Lug if you absolutely have to.

It's wrong to do but Daniel's asleep anyway. Besides, where is Orfeo going to find runes of his own at this time of the night ( Read more... )

My thanks for the paid account though I'm not sure I deserve it.

I have very little to say. Lately I just would rather hide than deal with things especially since people seem to be curious about my past and I for one have no desire to open back up that trecherous can of worms.

Laurel, I'm sorry I haven't been around much. Maybe I'll be around

I became what I did because of the alternatives. The alternative of being like my son. Being a victim. Being sad and forsaken. Loving all the wrong people with the sort of devotion that makes others worried and queasey. Loving and leaving and loving again. And crying and hating and begging ( Read more... )

Nothing like waking up to the sounds of your full-grown son simultaneously trying to kill himself while driving to his mother's so she'll...God...what's going on ( Read more... )

1. Who are you ( Read more... )

Boom, baby! Yeah! Hell yeah! I showed her the ring and she said yes!

Oh, how happy I am cannot be expressed in words.

And why I'm listening to this song should be obvious. Sing it, Frankie! Oh yeah.

And you know why I can be a dork? Because I'm getting married. Nyah ah ah!

I have several goals now:

1. Make Sambo say something in regards to his pillowy man-breasts.
2. Convince Lu to forgive herself.
3. Write a romance novel.
4. Buy milk for Daniel when his old milk goes bad.

And today's profound quote is:

"Oh where is my hairbrush?"