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May 01, 2003 11:26

Haven't posted in -- days? weeks? -- time gets away from you when you're running around as a happy little moonie, basking in the "love" and "joy" of some extradimensional entity with vast mind control powers who managed to put everyone in LA under her spell...including yours truly ( Read more... )

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winston_gb May 12 2003, 17:36:04 UTC
Where the hell you been, Ray?

Shoulda figured you'd get whammied by that Jasmine chick, man. Demons always figure you for an easy mark, don't ask me why.

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Sorry about that ray_stantz May 14 2003, 12:55:42 UTC
I've been busy with the field work, and my little "project" to save the citizens of this crazy little town. Check my latest entry for details.

And...take care, okay man?

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"Things can't get any worse..." blood__moon May 12 2003, 21:54:32 UTC
You do realize you just totally
jinxed yourself by saying that, right?
And what is it with you and evil godlike
beings? *considers whether or not to mention
the name 'Glorificus' to him*
*grins evilly and decides not to*

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Re: "Things can't get any worse..." ray_stantz May 14 2003, 13:02:32 UTC
You do realize you just totally
jinxed yourself by saying that, right?

Tell me about it. What I thought was going to be a nice little vacation in a seaside town is quickly turning into "The Stand". (I luv my man Stephen!)

And what is it with you and evil godlike
beings?

I'm starting to believe tendency towards demonic possession and paranormal mind control is a genetic trait. My grandfather spent two years in the 1950s under the influence of a bar'kog demon, until grandma finally got tired of him shedding his skin and beat the entity out of gramps with a rolling pin. A crude, but effective method of exorcism where bar'kogs are concerned.

*considers whether or not to mention
the name 'Glorificus' to him*
*grins evilly and decides not to*

Glorificus? Isn't she that Miami-based pop singer who broke her back in a bus accident a few years ago?

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