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[08 Jun 2008|03:49pm] |
 [filtered to friends and from ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) imthehero and want_an_apple]
Alright, seriously? Men are pigs. Freakin' horny bastards. Should all be castrated...
Did you know that the average US woman earns between 10-20% less than their male co-workers, employed in the same position? And that about 45% of all women become the victims of sexual harrassment in the workplace at least once during their career? And that, despite the current popularity of paternity leaves, the majority of stay at home parents are still women, and that with 87%? I mean, what the hell?
Just so you know, Piper, as of this morning you are a proud member of F.L.E.A., and I got you 10% discount at the Full Moon Women's Bookstore in Red Hills. And the phone number of this cute little red head who sold coffee right outside it.
Also, Phoebe and I might have burned some of your bras... Someone had to take a stand. Can't believe Prue still thinks we're joking.
Other than that. Purses aren't all that bad, you can put one hell of a lotta stuff in there. Kinda like a portable trunk...
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[07 Jun 2008|03:59pm] |
[filtered to friends and from imthehero and want_an_apple]
So. Judging by the general freakout I’m guessing I got the best deal around here, ’cause I ended up in Piper’s body. Yeah, feel free to be jealous all you want. Honestly. Couple minutes alone time. Multiple orgasm. All I’m sayin’. I’m lucky I can still feel her legs.
Except for the initial confusion everything went pretty okay so far. I got to watch Prue take a shower, and then I had to tell her I’m me, because she threatened to kill me once I invited her to Piper’s bedroom after Dan left, in order to have a sisterly morning snuggle. Well, she’s still sorta trying to kill me for that, but she’s too busy trying to figure out how to reverse this. Heh.
Didn’t tell her about Q and that this’ll probably all wear off on its own. It’s much more fun this way.
Think Phoebe was more lenient, even though she wasn’t all that impressed when I forgot to do Piper’s chores this morning, but once she found out I’m really not her, everything was forgotten and she even helped me cook.
Yeah. Don’t worry, Piper. We eventually ordered a pizza and nobody got hurt.
By the way, I found your keys and I made your bouncer… Carlos? …arrange the work schedule. I figured he knows the club better than me, and if the others get pissed, they still won’t dare bitch at him ‘cause he could easily beat ‘em up.
Also found your address book. How come you never told me you know Sharon Osbourne? I kinda booked good old Ozzy, for the second Saturday in August, by the way. And I’m working on getting KISS, too, but they’re currently touring Europe, so… not sure yet how that’s gonna work out.
Yeah, but I gotta go back to work, now.
I love this job.
Oh, before I forget, Sam? Not sure where you are and if you can read this, but the intensive study of Piper’s body tattoos sorta gave me an idea. We gotta research demon-repelling symbols. Tell you more about it once I’m back.
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[06 Jun 2008|10:15pm] |
The first thing that Dean notices when he wakes from his dream is that the uncomfortable motel bed he fell asleep in last night feels surprisingly comfy all of a sudden. Maybe it’s because Sam has his arms wrapped around him from behind and – whoa, since when do they sleep in the same bed again? A frown crawls on Dean’s forehead but he doesn’t question, doesn’t move, just keeps his eyes closed and enjoys the relaxed rise and fall of Sam’s chest against his back. Slowly he turns around in the embrace and snuggles against the warmth, inhaling Sam’s scent. And that is when Dean notices that something is off. He sniffs once more and then sleepily opens his eyes, because there is no way in hell that Sam suddenly smells like coconut.
And, yeah, he’s right, Sam doesn’t. Because this guy in bed with him – and very nakedly so, because Dean can freaking feel it – is not Sam! Somewhere in the back of his head, Dean registers that he should know this face, and somehow he does, but currently he’s too busy jumping back and away from this… this… Oh God, it’s finally happened. He’s turned gay.
However, before Dean can indulge in his freakout, he tumbles off the bed with a loud bang and a weirdly high pitched squeak and a blanket which he, once he glances over the edge of the matress, wishes would have remained up there, covering the goods of… Dan?
Dan wakes from the ructions and raises his brow at Dean who is still sitting on the floor. “Piper? You alright?”
This would be the moment to explain that he doesn’t have the slightest clue what he’s doing in… - hey, Piper’s bedroom… with new rugs - but as Dan’s words hit home, Dean just blinks and tilts his head. “What?” he says, except that that wasn’t his voice.
Glancing down at himself, Dean holds his breath, then pales and shakes his head in complete denial because, damn, this is so not happening...
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[28 May 2008|02:19pm] |
[filtered to friends and from imthehero and want_an_apple]
Man, leave you guys alone for a couple days and you start unpacking the freakin' meme-wars again... so not gonna jump in, if you're asking me you're all nuts.
Uhm, so the most important news first. Piper's alive and kicking. Yeah, I'm pointing out the alive bit, because for a while she'd actually kicked the bucket. Long story, the short summary is that they'd locked us all up in the quarantine room at SF Memorial 'cause they figured we're all contagious even though we were all fine, then Piper collapsed and went flatline and then she was back all of a sudden. Way to scare your family. You might wanna ask her about the details herself, 'cause I'm not gonna bother with those. I'm just glad she's still here.
As for the new guys on the comm, don't get confused about all the death and chaos, that's just an ordinary day on TIC. But, still, welcome how_i_soar (Are you serious? Another pilot? This is all candid camera, isn't it?), unpolite_cop (First a pilot then a cop. Yup, definitely candid cam.), and... I think I haven't properly said hi to 7yrs_running, yet, either (welcome, man, and please tell me you're neither flying nor workin' for the law. Please).
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[24 May 2008|04:27pm] |
[filtered to friends and from imthehero and want_an_apple]
We got to SF yesterday afternoon and are currently staying at a motel near the hospital.
Piper was still unconscious when we got there, then woke up briefly, and then slipped into a coma. None of the doctor's knew what to do.
I hate hospitals.
[filtered to stanford_lawboy, sanzo_31, chigong_master, harpermd, hisdarklady, action_jackson, jk_not_a_mutt, blueeyedkaiba, sparkingfreak, and lonestarclaire]
Phoebe and Prue came up with a spell to wake her up. They're gonna try to cast it today.
Hope it's gonna work. All I know is I'm glad they can do that sorta thing.
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[18 May 2008|09:42pm] |
sent to superwill01 via express mail so it will reach him on Tuesday:
A wooden box, wrapped in newspaper, containing a pocket knife with handles made of horn - it's a simple knife, also has a bottle opener
And ( a note )
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[11 May 2008|11:24am] |
[filtered from imthehero and want_an_apple]
Ah, where to begin...
Blinks, did I properly thank you, yet? For the concert and the orange shooters and... everything, you know? Well, thank you. And sorry again for the restroom mess. Really. I'll figure out a way of making it up to you.
Pompom? Wednesday was epic! Let me just say that your brother rocks and your mom's the sweetest lady ever. As for Mr. Muggles... yeah, let's just not ever talk about it again, okay? How 'bout we reminisce about that cheerleader girl with the tomato sauce instead?
Peter and Richard... Soon as you guys get back, I'm gonna have to kick your asses. Get ready.
Also, has anybody heard from Gwen?
 [private post]
Mom... Happy Mother's Day, wherever you are.
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[03 May 2008|04:06pm] |
[filtered to stanford_lawboy]
Hey, I just found your meme. And, since you're still doing that honesty thing... I want your answers. I'll even beg a little if you want me to. Pleeeeease.
See?
How 'bout you get one answer from me and in return I get one from you? You in?
( details )
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[03 May 2008|04:03pm] |
[filtered to friends and from imthehero and want_an_apple]
About to hit the road and head out of LA. Was a nice stay, though. Thanks for the nice evening, Sparklet! Gonna call you some time next week, alright?
Also, looks like we got sort of a quiet time at the moment, so if anybody hears about any jobs let us know, alright?
Oh, and, Claire? As you probably already know, I'm in California at the moment. Actually gonna meet Peter and Richard tonight. So, anyway, I was wondering if you want me to stop by Costa Verde some time next week. I know it's short notice and if you got other plans or aren't up to it that's fine. Just thought I'd ask. Would be cool seeing you again.
Blinks? Do you think you got any hangover potion? Just asking in advance, you know? Since Sam seems to be planning on getting plastered tonight... And that when the sugar high hasn't even worn off completely yet. Gonna be fun.
What else... Oh, Will! Sorry for not updating any sooner! Hope your game today rocked as much as the one last week. Was great seeing you again, buddy. And be sure to give Dr. Lam my number this time, okay?
Stewie, how's the house doing? Still free of haunting sounds? Everything alright?
[ooc: Stewie-mun, I know the log's still not finished but let's just pretend it is, alright? (it would feel weird for Dean to not mention Stewie even though he was over at his place just a couple of days before...)]
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[02 May 2008|01:36pm] |
[filtered to sparkingfreak]
Gwen, Sam and I will be a bit late (probably around two or three hours), hope that's not too much of a problem, but it's Sam's birthday and the whole roadstop here is plastered with flyers about this fair they're having ten miles south from here, so I kinda wanna go and surprise him with a bit of cotton candy and whatever else they got.
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[29 Apr 2008|07:46pm] |
[private post]
Look at that... Peter's with Claire, Lindsey's with Gwen, Piper's with Dan, the Cardiff triad sounds alright as well, judging by the flirting on Mitchell's and Martha's entries I'm guessing there's something going on between those two as well, and now Seto's better which means Jou is better too, and Ianto and Lorne are gonna get married. Huh. That's a whole load of good news.
Actually I'm really happy for all of them, 'specially Ianto and Lorne. 'Course I didn't say it like that. Would have sounded pansy and weird coming from me... "Oh, hey guys. Really wish you the best and hope you're gonna be happy forever because it's awesome you finally made it.".
They'd probably send Owen over to check on me or something...
Yeah, so I didn't say it like that. And then I couldn't say it like that, either, because I remembered that Sam and I are gonna go back to the cabin tonight. After over four months of leaving it behind and of not being together anymore. And our wedding vase will still be standing on the mantelpiece.
But I can't be thinking about that right now. It's just a cabin in the woods. And just a stupid vase. And we're just checking if the building's still standing. No emotions attached.
Good thing I made it to Will's baseball game today. Mulder was even okay with us going out to grab a bite afterwards. Going to see Will was the best timing ever. Kid's such a bucket of fun, it's awesome. He's also the only the one to ever applaud when I do my Pizza the Hutt impression.
Yeah, so Will's still a great kid and that's even more good news. So it's all peachy.
It is.
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[28 Apr 2008|10:33pm] |
[filtered to echo_company_21]
Dad,
I know you can't read this anymore, but I don't know who else to talk to, and this is almost like talking to you. And nobody will ever know that I'm going nuts and writing private messages to my dead father...
We're going back to Colorado tomorrow. Visiting Will and his - Nevermind, I really don't wanna talk to you about that. The point is we're going back to the cabin, too. Checking on it. See if it's still in shape and all. And I don't know if I can do it. Didn't tell Sammy, of course. I'm all grins and smartass with him. But the truth is, I don't even know if I'll be able to get out a word once we step inside. And I don't want him to notice, you know? Just want us to be good...
Know you never approved of what was going on with us, but... Now. If it's true what they say and the dead see and know everything, then I guess you can see that there was no other way. That I couldn't possibly love Sam any less than I did and there was no other way to live than the way we did. If it's true that you know everything then you understand and I don't need to explain anything. And you do, don't you?
I miss you, Dad. Your orders and rules. Those were clear and easy to follow and I didn't have to make decisions and... Back when you were around there was just hunters and demons, and we were the good guys and they had to be killed. And now it's all... fuzzy.
Back in Elizabethville, Sam killed those demons. Killed the humans they'd possessed, too, just like that. Didn't even flinch. Kinda like I would have two years ago. But, you know, those demons... They were different. It was almost like they were sorta... human. In their own way. And Sam didn't even stop to listen. And I can't help wondering if it's true what the yellow eyed demon said on the graveyard the night we killed him. He said Sam might have come back wrong.
Did he, Dad? Is something wrong with him? He's so different. Or is it me? 'Cause it might just as well be. Or since when do I connect with demons? Without you around everything is getting out of hand. I don't know what's what anymore.
I could really need some of your orders around now, Dad. Sir.
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[26 Apr 2008|12:46pm] |
[filtered to friends and from imthehero and want_an_apple]
Hey, just wanted to let you guys know the Ohio job's done and Sam and I are both still alive. Though it's a miracle we even made it there. Some freak found it funny to spike one of the smaller roads we drove on. Two damn flat tires. And the old ones were still good as new, too. Had one spare wheel in the car, but then we had to wait for two days till one of the local garages found me a second one.
Anyway, so we didn't reach Elizabethville till Thursday afternoon. Met an old friend who then died, met two demons who weren't all that bad, if you ask me, but Sam finished them before anybody could get a word in. And, hnnn, the job's done. Yup.
Probably heading west now, might manage to go watch one of Will's games when passing through Colorado, if that's okay with the boy and his dad. And then California, if everything works out.
But, none of that's really important right now, anyway. Did anybody watch the news? Does anybody know what's going on with Kaiba? If what I heard is true, then I'm guessing Jou's not around. But maybe some of the rest of you know what's going on. Damn.
[private post]
Really hope the guy's okay. He might seem a little tough sometimes, but still...
[filtered to stanford_lawboy and sparkingfreak]
Did you guys know that Kaiba and Jou were more than friends?
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[22 Apr 2008|01:37pm] |
[filtered to friends and filtered from imthehero and want_an_apple]
Sam and I were staying at Bobby's. He's trying to repair the colt that I killed the yellow eyed demon with, because it's not working anymore. I forged some more bullets this morning and Sam came up with a new job in Ohio. There's this little town called Elizabethville and it's full of demonic omens. I was hoping for something better, but it seems like that's all we got, so we're checking it out.
We're headed there right now but had to stop because Sam's still a girl who needs a stall and a roadstop to take a leak. So, yeah, while I'm waiting for my steak and for Sam to return from writing his usual 'oh so funny' notes about me on the bathroom walls, and I'm passing time by giving you guys an update and having a look at ( that meme that's going around. )
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[18 Apr 2008|05:28pm] |
[filtered to stanford_lawboy]
Sam, just thought I'd let you know I'm about to head back to Buffalo. Any plans or requests on where to go next, yet?
Also, gonna bring take-out back with me. Want your usual stinky Indian stuff?
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[11 Apr 2008|02:06pm] |
[filtered from imthehero]
We’re back in the US and life is busy. I probably won’t have the time to read up on most of the things that you wrote about while we were away, so don’t get bitchy with me for not knowing what’s going on.
[filtered to lonestarclaire]
Pompom, I saw your entry. I’m so sorry, girl. I wish there was something I could tell you to make you feel better. Or something that I could do. But there never is. Just… if you need anything, don’t hesitate to ask, okay? And I’ll try to do whatever I can.
[filtered to chefpiper]
How are you doing, Blinks? I’m sorry for not being around much, lately. How’s the club? And your sisters? And Dan? Any new decisions made? Any new demons slain?
[filtered to sparkingfreak]
Sparklet? How are you? How’s the kid? How are things going with the annoying lawyer?
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[31 Mar 2008|12:36am] |
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Baby, I miss you.
First of all, yes, I’m listening to the Beach Boys on my MP3 phone. And I know you’re not gonna make fun of me for it, so you’re the only one I’m telling. ‘s long as you won’t go thinking I’ve gone nuts.
Second of all, yes, I’m typing a private journal entry to my car. So, maybe I should be rethinking the whole not going nuts part.
( read more )
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[22 Mar 2008|08:18pm] |
[filtered to need_to_believe]
Mulder, what the fuck's going on? Where are you? Do you know that your kid is fucking out of it because you're not telling him what's up?
Seriously, what happened, man?
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