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    Friday, April 28th, 2006
    8:37 pm
    Huh. Livejournal. I remember this, though apparently not my password. Thank goodness for lost password retrieval.

    Hi, Felicity. I'm not dead. More than usual.

    Developments: Elizabeth's apparently reverted to an accent. Fucking weird. Also...Eric's turned, which makes that level of fucking weird look like untramundane.

    Elizabeth's sleeping with Ciaran, anyway. Not suprising, given that she thought he was trying to take over her territory, and he's so incredibly fucking out. Laura continues batshit insane, but Eric has kind of a touch with her. Brings back memories.

    Oh, and some childe of Ciaran's crawled out of the woodwork. Marguerite? You remember anyone called Isolde? Anyway, we seem to be hanging around while she learns social skills and *English* again. Dunno when we'll be back. Check no one's broken into the gallery, would you?
    Tuesday, November 8th, 2005
    2:08 pm
    Fucking hell! Ciaran, I thought she was getting better or--something. I wasn't even going to *leave* my cat at your house, it was going to live at the gallery. Half a day. Half a day! And she fucking eats it.

    Why, universe? Why can't I have even a fucking *pet* without something *killing* it?
    Tuesday, October 18th, 2005
    4:48 pm
    Georg? Are you free tonight? I promise no fangs whatsoever.

    Assuming...Ciaran will let me?
    Friday, September 30th, 2005
    6:17 pm
    A call from Elaine, of all people.
    Huh. I hadn't thought she was interested enough to call. Of course, it has been quite a while.
    I wonder if I'm too hungry to go out with her and leave her alone. Hm. I'm inclined to risk it. Boring tonight.
    Tuesday, September 27th, 2005
    10:14 pm
    Mr. Fitzpatrick, perhaps you could indulge a curiosity of mine.
    Jenny undoubtedly had her ways of making you uncomfortable when you behaved in ways she did not like. Would you care to enlighten us as to exactly what she did?
    Monday, September 19th, 2005
    4:35 pm
    Ugh. Sleep disturbed by the phone. The nice boy calling, after our date on Saturday.

    Wish I could better articulate my feelings on the subject. It was not so challenging to play the part of the nice Catholic girl even given mannerisms belonging to another persona that are fairly engrained by now. I *was* that girl once.
    However, I am not that girl any longer, and playing it just makes that fact that much clearer. It--aches, after a while, to sit on the instincts that hard. Kills some remaining hope of ever going back, I suppose.
    Still, I didn't blow him off entirely. Next full moon to consider, after all.
    Tuesday, September 6th, 2005
    4:32 pm
    I very rarely indulge in memes, but given the answers given by others to this one, a example done by someone not afraid to use their cutting wit seemed necessary.

    ( The meme )
    Monday, August 8th, 2005
    10:58 pm
    I expected to feel...freer, when Dante was dead. I suppose there was much that I laid at his door that was simply part of being a vampire--it was his fault I was turned, but it hardly goes away now he's dead. And he's not there to blame it on anymore, either. But I do feel safer. Like I can exist without looking over my shoulder.
    As for Laura...how often can I think about how there but for the grace of God go I without driving myself insane with the cliche of it all? I didn't, for whatever reason, and I think she really is too far gone to save. Elizabeth said once that a lot of the others were like that too.

    I'm reminded of a conversation I had a while ago. I never did find out how old Laura was. I was with Elizabeth in Europe at the time he first turned her. But she looks 14 in her scared moments, when she's not trying to kill me for killing the man she 'loved' in some twisted way. Who am I to whine about 17?
    Perhaps Ciaran will succeed in rescuing her sanity, I don't know.
    Thursday, July 28th, 2005
    7:06 pm
    Ugh. As sweet as revenge is, being an ass for several days is *not*. My apologies to you, Georg. If you find yourself lacking in company from now on, my own less grating brand of charm has returned.
    Sunday, July 24th, 2005
    6:30 pm
    Hey, Georg. Wanna cash in your raincheck tonight? I find myself at loose ends.
    Friday, July 15th, 2005
    9:46 pm
    Geeks...surrounded by *geeks*...
    I want that one chick's outfit, though. Think it would suit me, Ciaran?
    Monday, June 27th, 2005
    9:26 pm
    Hangover...mostly gone.
    Sorry, guys about the drunkeness. Went a little overboard, there. Not that we seem to have minded where that ended up...
    Speaking of that, sorry about the--weirdness, too. Those little presents from Dante I seriously don't really realize are there until something triggers the associations.


    Random question, too--do either of you dream when you're drunk? I mean, I never dream during daylight hours, but this morning, I--vaguely remember something that couldn't have actually happened, so if that's not a dream, I don't know what is.
    Thursday, June 23rd, 2005
    5:30 pm
    Well, awake now, though I did get to make fun of one of Joan's friends.
    Now to the less enjoyable task of composing a reply to my charming sire. I'm not even sure if I should, but it hangs over me unanswered as it is. I feel like I would feel better to have name-dropped or attempted to find out how much he knows.
    If I have permission for such, of course.
    Tuesday, June 21st, 2005
    9:23 pm
    Ciaran, where are you tonight? I e-mailed you, so I guess there's not much point posting here too, but I need something to do...Fuck.
    Just hurry up, all right?
    Monday, June 20th, 2005
    12:52 pm
    Look at that. I'm awake. I wonder why that might be, Felicity?

    I detest having plans be so up in the air. It makes me twitchy. If I'd known /earlier/, I could have made better arrangements for somewhere else to hang out. As it is, I am left with uncertainty.
    Thursday, April 21st, 2005
    5:06 pm
    Mmmmm...still full of warm, werewolfy goodness. Must remember to not manage to get to Seattle more often.
    Much fun had by all last night, though some people are sadly repressed. Not my fault. Did my best to show the boy a good time, didn't I? And you know you want to do it again. I can be there right after dark, hm?
    'Less Ciaran wants to call dibs on my particular skills for the whole night. Wouldn't want to neglect him.
    Wednesday, April 20th, 2005
    5:15 pm
    Well, that's somethin' of a trip. Holy shit. Kinda like being high except not, ya know? Definitely not hungry anymore, though.
    Kinda longin' for a bit of companionship, though. Ciaran? When ya gonna hurry up and get your ass home from work? I'd make do with the beautiful piece of ass already here with me, but leash-holders and all that.
    'Less...hey, Kit? What time's your boy get off work?
    4:17 pm
    Please tell me the wolves haven't just wandered off with the car for night.
    I'm fucking hungry, dammit.

    Fucking wolves.
    Tuesday, April 12th, 2005
    5:19 pm
    Careful, Ciaran, the praise will go to my head.
    Not that the others didn't like my work, I did so much, they sort of took it for granted after a while. And Elizabeth always wanted me doing more scenery for the gallery, when we had it, because it sold better.
    Scenery is disgustingly boring.
    8:40 am
    Jesus Christ.
    It's not that I'm not sympathetic to the Fuzzball. I know she's really worried about her 'pack', but there are far too many pissed off werewolves in this house for my peace of mind. And Matt seems like he's very close to withdrawing my friend of Felicity's vamp dispensation just to have something to pound. And its not like they, you know, slept like normal people.

    So now I'm awake, and it's daylight, *and* I'm hungry. Didn't manage to find the privacy for more than a few mouthfuls when I went with Ciaran to pick the new werewolf (because we needed more in here...)

    Fucking no one to draw in here either. Meredith was just being a dork, but sometimes the impulse takes me when I haven't for a while.
    Wish it wasn't daylight. I want charchoals. It wasn't something I didn't think to buy when I first got here. Wasn't exactly thinking about it at the time.

    Yes, anonymous telemarketer. Call when the wolves are waiting for someone else to call. I can hear the scramble for the phone and the growling from here.

    Fucking hell. Should go try to charm them a little, calm 'em down a bit. Maybe get a bite in while I am at it. Fucking hungry.
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