angelo_wings: ([ooc] gtfo! <3)
My N-person and I are having an Anniversary, woo! We're living it up out of town for the weekend. So the nonexistence and threaddroppiness for the carnival yesterday and dance today: our bad(s).

This goes for his peeps (Hank, Squall) and mine (Rinoa, George, Alice, and the stealthed-but-everyone-knew-it-was-me-anyway-Lucrezia).
angelo_wings: ([ig] sleeping princess)
Hey! So. As some of you may have noticed, I have been a complete non-entity lately. For like the past month or two. In a huge way.

Believe it or not, this is still because I cracked my head and gave myself a stupid fucking concussion back in mid-April. Yes, really. Blah blah blah my eyes don't like focusing blah blah blah headaches boring details go here. The doctors say that I am impatient, and stressing about not being better yet is only going to make things worse and make it take longer, and more vicious-cycle bullshit.

The important-to-you bits go here:

A: once again, if I have threaddropped you, flaked on something we were supposed to do, failed to ping? My bad, and I swear it's not intentional.

B: I'm scaling back. George Lass is going to spend the rest of the summer in Seattle, dealing with some handwavey Reaper crisis -- there will be a post for that soon-ish. Rikku is handwavily going to pack up and head off to Spira -- she'll be back in a couple of weeks. And Elena is going to be dropped entirely.

Alice Liddell is staying put, since she's leaving the island at the end of the summer anyway. Rinoa is also staying put. And Alex Cabot is staying, but might shift back to townie instead of teaching -- that part I haven't decided yet.

Thank you all for putting up with this shit. And a special shout-out to my spousal unit [livejournal.com profile] whateverknight, who has to deal with me being an exhausted, whiny brat IRL and has not once locked me in the basement.
angelo_wings: ([ig] facepalm in fancy dress)
As of Sunday, my laptop has a cracked screen. I blame N. He admits that he sat on it and then tossed it to the ground, so you see why I'm calling this one his bad.

So I've been uber-lurky, because I hate using his laptop for anything more strenuous than, um, Farmville, because the keyboard sucks tremendously and I get way too frustrated to bother with RP. Clicking on fake cows, I can handle.

The new screen is being sent via express delivery, and I will post my girls' jobs in a mo, and Alex's class will go up tomorrow as planned, but expect minimalism from me until the new screen arrives.

May kinda sucks so far tbh.
angelo_wings: ([ooc] $20/hour)
So Noah ([livejournal.com profile] bamf_tastic / [livejournal.com profile] whateverknight) and I are actually going on vacation, for the first time in ages! Which means our pups will be missing the last week of classes so that I can go gamble in Atlantic City. As you do.

Alex Cabot is going to get a call from the FBI about her witness protection case; she'll be in DC dealing with that. Elena is kittifying again, and will be showing up on Reno's doorstep in that manner; Reno and Rosalind both have modding rights and can fight for pet-custody. Kurt has been turned into a goldfish, and will be swimming in the bowl next to Kurt's actual, real goldfish. And Squall and Rinoa are being called home by Quistis for an update on Esthar, Adel, and other plotty things.

This is all handwavey because we should have been on the road by now, but they turned our water off without giving notice and so we are scrambling, and so on and so forth! Mmm, smells like handwavey.

Catch you all on the flipside!

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