lockon2urheart: (alle what is my life)
Well, that was the most embarrassed I've ever been buying a book. The clerk looked like he wasn't sure whether to call the police or just throw me out of the store. I doubt I could have looked more shifty if I'd tried. Next time, someone remind me that the truth - "my co-worker's 12-year-old daughter" is probably still less shady than the 'unconvincing "my niece"' approach.

Exactly when did buying a present for a teenage girl become an ordeal? Probably when I started getting old, huh. Might explain why I felt so out of touch, looking at the blurbs. Has the teen section always been full of vampire romance?

At any rate, at least I got something hopefully not too trashy. Then again, I can't help but think Mileina'd be quite happy with something cliche, anyway... The fact that I can probably never show my face in that bookstore again is a small sacrifice.

...Now I just have to hope that the book offsets the slightly misshapen nature of the tennis-ball plush Haros I tried to sew. It's a sorry state of affairs when Tieria's better at craftsmanship than I am, but I'm pretty sure that the scarf he made was more successful than these things.
lockon2urheart: (heard their lies and double-talk before)
[Private; Hackable]

Another virus.

...I'm getting really tired of this place fucking with my emotions like this. It always feels so damn real. How can a virus - how the hell am I supposed to trust anything, when an internet site can make me think I'm that deeply in love? With someone I've never even met? I guess I shouldn't be surprised, if this damn place can make me believe I love Michael fucking Trinity then it could do anything, but.

Hn. I think I preferred when it was just turning me into a kid, or a woman. At least they were easier to take afterwards.

[/Private]

[Locked to Yukari; Hackable]

...That was kind of an awkward way to meet, huh.

I owe you an apology for that virus, Yukari. You seem like a really great kid, anyway - if nothing else, it was nice to meet you. I don't know about you, but I'd like it if we could still be friends.

[/Locked]

[Locked to Allelujah; Hackable]

Hey, Allelujah. Are there any good bars on Nill's world?

[/Locked]
lockon2urheart: (and do i try to save him)
Huh. With everything that's gone on lately, I almost didn't realize what day it is. Forgetting my own birthday, I must be getting old.

Twenty-six today. So much has happened since my last birthday, it feels like forever ago. Time flies when you're busy, I suppose. Or unconcious.

Wonder how he's doing, today. Hah, probably getting pissed off his face down the pub. Drunk as a lord by midnight.

...hm. It's been a while since I sent anything, now I think about it. It kind of slipped my mind.

((yeah yeah hiatus what hiatus I just wanted to get this up while it was still his birthday <_>))
lockon2urheart: (Haro sad! Haro sad!)
[fzzt of a connection, broadcasting on all channels]

"Lockon, Lockon! Lockon, Lockon! Lockon, Lockon! Lockon, Lockon! Lockon, Lockon!"

[still sounds like he's been saying this for a while, and is showing no signs of stopping.]
lockon2urheart: ([eye] look on the bright side)
Allelujah already mentioned what happened, so I won't go into it again. Suffice to say when computers go wrong, things explode, and when things explode...well, you have to be really lucky to get out without any damage at all. I was out for a while there, but Dr Moreno's good at his job and I don't go down that easily. It's mostly only scratches, just superficial wounds from computer shrapnel and the like. The only real damage was from the debris that got me in the eye.

And...well, it's not too bad. I can still do my job, even if it'll be a little more difficult. Getting used to the lack of depth perception's a challenge, but I'll live. No rest for the wicked, right?
lockon2urheart: (and do i try to save him)
I think that that conversation pretty much confirmed what I've been thinking for a while now. I wonder if I should be more surprised than I am, but...well. It does make sense. It explains some things, too. Heck, I don't know why he was so surprised that I'd worked it out, or at least some of it. It's one of those things that seems really obvious, when you think about it.

...What gets me is that he thinks it matters. He's still Tieria, regardless. I'm not going to change anything because of this, but from his face you'd think I'd uncovered something terrible. Why should it even matter?

...Wonder if anyone else has worked it out? Not that I'd ask - how would you work that into conversation without giving it away if they didn't - but still, I can't imagine I'm the only one to even guess at it.
lockon2urheart: (Don't be ridiculous~)
Hey, Tieria, why didn't you mention it was your birthday before we left? I can't get you a present up here.

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