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*locked to Melinda*
Melinda, this is Anna typing on John's journal. I wasn't sure how to get in touch with you otherwise, but there's been an attack on Cornelius. He's apparently in serious but not lethal condition. He's in the Nexus clinics with Sarah and Daniel. John and I are about to go join them ( Read more... ) -
Locked to sthenyaer
Melinda? I need a favor, for the City's sake. Contact me when you get a chance. -
Since I'm out of commission ICly...
((Comment here and I'll tell you one thing that I like about your pup (plz specify). Then go post it in your LJ and return the sentiment.)) -
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I told you I could roast pumpkin seeds without burning the apartment down. -
Um. Yeah.
Hey, Doc. I found this thing. Just doing a search on cities.
I like it. I don't usually like poetry.
Nightsong: Cityby Dennis Brutus ( Read more... ) -
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((I have no idea what my problem is, IC-wise. None of my characters' voices will respond to me. The well of RP is currently dry. I'm at a loss. I figured I'd take a day or two off, but a day or two became a week, and then a week and a half, and now it's sort of been two weeks of mostly time off and it's still not working, so I guess I'm kind of ( Read more... ) -
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I don't sulk like a scolded child. I sulk like an embarrassed adult. -
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st lit up. Ys seetht. Thats good right? Hsh vss reggsnnn. What do you mean the voice recognition soffwares on? Oh hay its typing. Plsshut up Jn.
Whats the blinking no dont oh ship #$%%error1001010111010111☺ -
OMG! ONOEZ! OOC!
Um. Yeah. The remnants of Ernesto are making their way toward Schreber and myself. We're inland, so no real danger, but we're on dial-up and our phone lines HATE the rain. As in, they frequently refuse to work at all if it's raining. So we may not be around much this weekend ( Read more... ) -
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Murdoch hates waiting ( Read more... )