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So wait, did Larry leave? Shame, that. Didn't get in all the pummilin' I wanted to do. Think he left a little somethin' behind, but I ain't gone to see what it is. Might be geeky, and I don't want nothin' to do with no geek crap.

Wonder who the next punchin'-bag I mean roomie'll be? In the meantime, I'm gonna push the beds together and have me a king-size! Unless the beds are bolted or somethin' in which case, never mind.

Hey, is the school puttin' on some kinda Thanksgivin' thing for people who ain't going home for the holidays? Got to, you know, keep up them Thanksgivin' spirits for the holidays...or whatever. Not just 'cause I'm runnin' low on cash and wanna get in on whatever free stuff I can get my mits on. Nope, it's all about the holiday spirits.

With the storm and everything, I forgot I was supposed to go spend the night at that gay bar thing for that bet. Maybe Lash did too...I hope.

((OOC: Because I didn't want to spam up the OCC com: Parcel's back! Kind of! Still might be sorta slow because the universe is still demanding things from me, but, mostly, I'm back!

Also, all strikes are deleted. Except for the one about pummiling Larry. He doesn't care about anybody hacking that so much.))

I don't wanna say that rain sucks but...No wait, yes I do. RAIN. SUCKS.

This crap's prob'ly gonna rust the hell out of my bike! Dammit, you know how expensive it is to special-order aerobike parts for a classic model like the Queen? If any water's gotten into the propulsion I'll be on the internet all damn night!

I had to move the damn thing inside and now my fur's soaking wet. I'm probably gonna catch somethin', this stupid crap weather screwing everything up...

...Oh yeah! Hey Larry, I couldn't find a towel, so's I just took the sheets off your bed and dried off with that. You know, just so you don't think ya wet the bed. Again.

Hey, I forgot how to turn human. Anybody got a thing that'll do that for me? You know, instantly?

I'll go to the Birdcage, but I'm keeping the people who'll recognize me as low as I goddamn can.

So was there something about the kitchen bear and then people went fake internet trick or treating or something? I dunno, reading the journal network lately ain't done nothin' but put me to sleep. You guys need to get more interesting, or I'll start makin' things more interesting 'round here. Gettin' free room and board ain't cuttin' it for me anymore.

So...what's goin' on round here?

Hey, so if any of you were wondering where I was, which I know was all of you, I went to Daisy's ball, got bored, broke into the wine cellar, and...uh, well, nothin's really coming to me after that. All's I know is that I got back into FDC last night and the rest before that is a blur.

Ah well, maybe I'll swing by Sasaraland or whatever it was and see if they have a new wanted poster I can add to my collection.

Oh yeah, and Larry; if ya have'ta come into my room open the door slow, and tiptoe. I'm sleepin' off a kind of a headache and if you wake me up I'll hang you from the cealing by a chain and use you as a spead bag. Just so we're clear.

((OOC note: Yep, Parcel's jumping off hiatus. Didn't much feel like spamming the main com with this, but I figured I oughta say something. So...yeah.))

((RP Journal))

Two words: Bitchin'. Hat.

Not that I need it, but you gotta admit it's a friggin' awesome hat!

Ya know, I dunno why everybody belly-aches at the bear after people change from his muffins.

Seriously, a pair of bazongas the first time and free reign to run around without a care in the world the second? Yeah, you keep havin' your bake sales, Nancy! Don't let the guys who can't handle a little fun ruin an awesome thing!

I miss bein' a kid, but there's some grown up stuff ya just can't beat...

Speakin' of, somebody get me a beer and a Reuben, would ya? Don't much care who. On rye, light on the sauerkraut. Take it up to me dorm, but don't hang around waiting for a tip 'cause you'd be waiting a long-ass time. And all you'd get is a cork in the nose. For standing around like a dipshit.

And make it snappy would'ya? C'mon, chop chop!

Hey I got the COOLEST IDEA EVER but nobody can tell any of the grown ups because they're STUPID and will try to mess it up!

OK OK OK OK OK, so pretty much we get a bunch of shopping carts, take 'em to the tallest hill in town, get inside and RACE 'EM DOWN!

Yeah yeah, I know what some of you WUSSIES are saying: I did it a lot when I was young the first time and it's not dangerous so NO WHINING. You can't come if you whine. It'll be lotsa fun so come or just sit on your butt like the LOSER you are!