Grrrrr

[xp_jubilee]

Fuck my life. In the God damn ear.

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[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

I have it on fairly good authority that is intensely uncomfortable.

[x-jubilee.livejournal.com]

Not as uncomfortable as it deserves to be. Maybe I should add ' with a rusty blunt spoon' for maximum damage?

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

Precisely what did you life do to earn it such maximum destruction?

[x-jubilee.livejournal.com]

Meh. Not anything in particular, just not as far along in the 'fully functional, healthy adult' journey as I thought I was. Plus, all the fucking work since we got back.

It would appear that contacts do not just freeze themselves into immobility when you're not around to watch them and make sure they don't do stupid shit.

[x-bamf.livejournal.com]

Can I help?

[x-jubilee.livejournal.com]

You could come watch movies with me?

[x-bamf.livejournal.com]

That I can do, if not until a little later.

[x-jubilee.livejournal.com]

I'll be here. :)

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

How many people do we associate with who are that far along that journey? Even outside of spies and superheroes and kidnappees, most people aren't half as well adjusted as they think they are. Cut yourself some slack.

Why would contacts stop from doing stupid shit? That takes all the fun out of it for them.

[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

Are the two of you flirting?

[x-bamf.livejournal.com]

The two of us are dating.

[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

How is that I do not have a little computer journal icon of paper and pencil and crayon.

[x-bamf.livejournal.com]

...I do not know, but it probably would not be too hard to make?

[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

My lack of it impedes my ability to graphically punctuate my artistic drive to draw two of the most flexible people I know, plus the colour contrast and where are all my blue pastels?.

[x-bamf.livejournal.com]

...somehow I feel I might be better off not asking what you are drawing.

[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

Right now I am drawing nothing because I am on the subway to get new blue oil pastels.

[x-cyclops.livejournal.com]

You're what?

Congratulations both of you.

[x-bamf.livejournal.com]

Since not long after we returned.

Thank you, Scott.

[x-jubilee.livejournal.com]

Do I get to see this drawing that has caused you to need to find blue pastels so badly?

[x-jubilee.livejournal.com]

Well, I always did have the hots for teacher. Thanks, dude. I'll have him back all dry cleaned and smelling of fresh linen in the morning.

[x-jubilee.livejournal.com]

True, true. But if I were a fully functional adult, I could be all smug about it. Who doesn't want a good smugness every so often?

Fun for them, requiring me to pull their asses out of the fire when they piss off the local gun runners.

Somewhere, my Grandfather is laughing his wrinkly old butt off at me.

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

I think you're trying too hard for a narrow vision of what fully functioning adults are. Sometimes the smug is a defense mechanism with people. You can be as smug as you want to cover.

They're just looking out for you. They don't want your days to be filled with nothing but paperwork.

At least he's amused.