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+ Application
+ How's My Driving?
+ 100 Most Important Things To Know About Gluttony
+ ( History of Logs )
+ How's My Driving?
+ 100 Most Important Things To Know About Gluttony
+ ( History of Logs )
Dec. 25th, 2010
{{o49
An act of such measured procrastination implies a certain amount of implausibility, but, fortunately for Gluttony, he has his connections. In a world governed by currency, a little money goes a long way, so without further ado a very important phonecall is made to a very important man to perform a very important task.
The woodwork was hot off the presses, if the wording were at all correct (it wasn't), and the delivery was made with haste, arriving at one Peyton Frances' home addres twelve minutes before midnight. The item in possession, one rectangular box gift wrapped in thick brown paper and bound by thin tan twine, was, upon revelation, a custom-carved bread box, boasting the sort of finite simplicity that would have had Gluttony cowering in a metaphorical corner were he there to witness the unravelling.
The face of the gift was polished cedar of a dark red variety, while the edges were trimmed in the jutting, whimsical design depicted by curls and waves of the lightest birch. The handle which lifted the latch up and down was carved from the same light wood, and aside from the base trivialities, the design was surprising sleek.
Taped to the top of the bread box is a note:
"I'd give you the moon, and all you ask for is this hunk of wood. Merry Christmas, darlin'.
- G "
The woodwork was hot off the presses, if the wording were at all correct (it wasn't), and the delivery was made with haste, arriving at one Peyton Frances' home addres twelve minutes before midnight. The item in possession, one rectangular box gift wrapped in thick brown paper and bound by thin tan twine, was, upon revelation, a custom-carved bread box, boasting the sort of finite simplicity that would have had Gluttony cowering in a metaphorical corner were he there to witness the unravelling.
The face of the gift was polished cedar of a dark red variety, while the edges were trimmed in the jutting, whimsical design depicted by curls and waves of the lightest birch. The handle which lifted the latch up and down was carved from the same light wood, and aside from the base trivialities, the design was surprising sleek.
Taped to the top of the bread box is a note:
"I'd give you the moon, and all you ask for is this hunk of wood. Merry Christmas, darlin'.
- G "
Dec. 22nd, 2010
{{o48
mood: 
busy
busyConsumerism? Commercialism? Capitalism? I love this holiday.
Nov. 21st, 2010
{{o47
.... I sent 103 drunk texts last night. Is that, like, Guinness-worthy fame?
Nov. 20th, 2010
{{o46
mood: 
drunk
drunki sad ten cases not 8. who deosssss that? cantt even gett durnk enogh to fuck yur mom with eigt fuckin casses of 80 fucin prooff alchol. (went otu andg bougt twetny more instead.)
whers my cute lil brothrws and siasters? miss yu guys! jus cause i get handsy when i'm drrunk doesndt mean you cant come visrit!
Oct. 18th, 2010
Oct. 12th, 2010
Oct. 7th, 2010
Oct. 6th, 2010
{{o42
mood: drunk
drunkNote: This only effects your character if you want it to. :D
Oct. 5th, 2010
{{o41
Grinning grinning, snark and spinning. Did you know that the sky is blue? Fucking blue! How godfucking awesome is that!
brb, throwing up.
Eeeee, that's gross.
Just passed by a frat party. Someone's gonna wake up gay in the morning. It's funnier because they're Catholic, don't you even fucking lie.
I feel like fucking death.
Well, not fucking Death. Unless you're into that sorta thing, ole' buddy ole' pal. Can dead people die the little death? Are you a zombie?
Fucking fuck, I just drank a fucking liquor store out of fucking business, fuck.
But guys, seriously, guys.
Theskyisfuckingblue!
brb, throwing up.
Eeeee, that's gross.
Just passed by a frat party. Someone's gonna wake up gay in the morning. It's funnier because they're Catholic, don't you even fucking lie.
I feel like fucking death.
Well, not fucking Death. Unless you're into that sorta thing, ole' buddy ole' pal. Can dead people die the little death? Are you a zombie?
Fucking fuck, I just drank a fucking liquor store out of fucking business, fuck.
But guys, seriously, guys.
Theskyisfuckingblue!
Jul. 9th, 2010
{o40
mood: bouncy
bouncyAnd I brought a hundred cases of heavy liquor with me.
First come first serve.
Apr. 13th, 2010
{{o39
... I've been unconscious for the past week.
SLOTH.
No, but seriously. The sun is shining extra bright, the air smells clean and free of sulfur, and I just saw a child give their vanilla ice cream cone to a puppy dog. What is wrong with the world?
SLOTH.
No, but seriously. The sun is shining extra bright, the air smells clean and free of sulfur, and I just saw a child give their vanilla ice cream cone to a puppy dog. What is wrong with the world?
Mar. 4th, 2010
{{o38
mood: 
confused
confusedShit, this isn't good.
I can't--
I need a drink.
( Private to the Sins )
Jan. 25th, 2010
{{o37
mood: excited
excited
Jan. 13th, 2010
{{o36
WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON.
Dec. 25th, 2009
numb{{o34
GINGERBREAD COOKIES HELL YES.
Thanks Santa and Mrs. Clause!
cheerfulThanks Santa and Mrs. Clause!
Dec. 23rd, 2009
{{o33
mood: naughty
naughtyNov. 22nd, 2009
{{32
mood: 
scared
scared"In the city somewhere" my ass...
Heading out, looking for
Goddammit, how am I supposed to find a single man in a city of millions?
If anyone senses something that feels a lot like me, but different, call me or something, okay? [Number here]. And if there's a Starbucks nearby, all the better.
If the chances of me finding him are slim, I wonder what the chances are of him finding me....?
Nov. 12th, 2009
{{31
HA.
I DIDN'T SPILL THE BEANS FIRST.
I deserve a cookie.
Fuck, no, I deserve a million cookies.
So now that the cat's out of the bag, I can finally say, I'm going to be an uncle. How fucked up is that? ♥
I DIDN'T SPILL THE BEANS FIRST.
I deserve a cookie.
Fuck, no, I deserve a million cookies.
So now that the cat's out of the bag, I can finally say, I'm going to be an uncle. How fucked up is that? ♥