| pirette says hi from outer space. |
[Jan. 31st, 2010|02:00 pm] |
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| pirette makes her last goodbyes. |
[Jan. 26th, 2010|05:35 pm] |
PRIVATE TO MARCUS, AMY, HUCK, CICELY, ERIK, JACK, LEO, WALLY, TRISH, ZOE, AMERICA, WILL, JOE, ALEX, LUDWIG, DAN, SVETLANA, VERA, MARY
The spaceship's finally done. I know these posts are becoming really fucking redundant now, but I we we're heading out Friday, boobears. Having one last night out before we do would make me a seriously happy space cowgirl. |
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| pirette is not paid enough for this shit. FORWARD DATED TO 8PST THIS EVENING. |
[Jan. 13th, 2010|08:08 pm] |
STUDENTS & FACULTY - VK
Someone tell me why the fuck I've been transported to fucking Star Wars and am being forced to not only take down the fucking DEATH STAR but actually BOARD the fucking DEATH STAR. If it were up to me, I'd say let's just blow this thing and go home. |
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| pirette is kind of ridiculously ecstatic. |
[Jan. 9th, 2010|07:53 pm] |
God, it's good to be home.
AMY
Hey, hope you're okay or whatever. |
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| 025. wherein pirette makes a suggestion. |
[Jan. 6th, 2010|10:03 pm] |
SPACEGROUP
Since we're all spread out around the ship right now, and it's not as if I can leave the cockpit: pitstop at hom X829? It's in the Vega galaxy, bunnies, and there's a damn good cantina there -- and a man I know who'd never turn me us away when it comes to food. |
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| 024. wherein pirette can be kind sometimes. |
[Jan. 6th, 2010|01:54 am] |
PRIVATE TO WALLY
Hey, bunny. If you feel like distracting yourself, come meet me in the cockpit and I'll show you how to actually fly this fucker. Although by fly I obviously don't mean actually fly, seeing as we're stuck on the ground h
Offer's open for whenever. |
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| 023. wherein pirette loves high-speed spaceship chases. |
[Jan. 4th, 2010|03:31 pm] |
God, I've missed flying. Bring it fucking on, VILLAIN.
PRIVATE TO SVETLANA
Hey, bunny. You okay? |
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| 022. wherein pirette makes some confessions. |
[Jan. 1st, 2010|05:42 pm] |
PRIVATE TO AMY
Don't you dare tell Sexsmit
This isn't about you, you kno
I'm going to tell him. This is between me and Marcus, so let us deal with it.
PRIVATE TO ZOE, VERA, SVETLANA, AMERICA, MARY
Need to tell you all something, and it'll go down a heck of a lot better with some booze. GNO tomorrow night?
PRIVATE TO MARCUS
Thanks for the Christmas gift, Marcy. Can we talk?
PRIVATE TO LEO
I wish you'd waited to tell Amy until I had a chance to tell Sexsmith. |
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| 021. wherein pirette's got the dolla dolla bills, yo. |
[Nov. 18th, 2009|07:51 pm] |
PRIVATE TO LEO WALKER AND LUDWIG WALKER AND LUDWIG WALKER
I've got enough money. Setting up a meeting with Deepspace for this Monday, that spaceship's nearly mi ours. |
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| 020. wherein pirette takes action. |
[Nov. 5th, 2009|12:29 pm] |
PRIVATE TO SELF
- contact deepspace. negotiate price. again.
- daly. more jobs, stat
-- two more like one previous, 100k, poss enough for ship
--- two more after, for alterations
- check funds. subtract fuckwig's share. brings down 25%?
- make up 25%
- call up la contact nu call up lava. one last gig.
- timeline: two months, out of here by my birthday. three tops.
PRIVATE TO LEO
Did you know Ludw your brother spent his share of the money to have Kazan build him a ship?
PRIVATE TO MARCUS
Easy Mac. Plea Now, Marcy. |
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| 019. wherein pirette is in a bit of a funk. |
[Sep. 5th, 2009|10:22 pm] |
Not much to do around here at this time of year, is there? Yawn.
PRIVATE TO JACK
Hey. Thanks. Again. |
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| 018. wherein pirette is seriously worried. |
[Aug. 29th, 2009|10:22 pm] |
WALKER
WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU |
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| 018. wherein pirette doth protest the outdated "dress" code of prom. |
[Aug. 21st, 2009|01:45 pm] |
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I still don't get why I can't just wear jeans. |
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| 017. wherein pirette makes some plans. |
[Jul. 28th, 2009|10:33 pm] |
PRIVATE TO SELF
- haggle with dr deepspace re: price for damn spaceship; no way it's worth the price he's asking
- drop-off on thurs. level red, no doubt. corner of diabolical dr. and calamitous ct.
-- walkers? find key. find car key.
--- check disney dvds? LION KING
- weathers. talk to weathers about list/$$$
- drs appt on fri morning 9:30 to remove cast. set alarm
PRIVATE TO WALKERS
Drop-off this Thu dsaflkdfjsdf
PUBLIC
So about these dates. FYI, Princess/ninja boy, I am not dressing up. |
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| 016. wherein pirette writes more lists. |
[Jun. 27th, 2009|06:53 pm] |
PRIVATE TO WALKERS
There's a delivery next Thursday at 9 p.m, you fuckta
PRIVATE TO SELF
- where the fuck could Ludwig keep his car keys?
-- weed jar.
-- in the drum set
-- under the bed? don't want to TOUCH that bed
-- dresser drawers? dont want to TOUCH that underwear
-- pot of cocoa
-- behind stack of plain white t cds
-- pant pockets
- notes. notes notes NOTES for weathers
PUBLIC
22 Pagodah Drive*. Tonight. Leo Walker's campaign party, blah blah, I'll spare you the gorily boring details. Come if you want to get trashed and have a good time, bunnies.
*LET ME KNOW IF THIS ADDRESS IS OKAY, ALICE. I WAS NOT SURE WHERE SELMA LIVED. |
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| 015. wherein pirette isn't the most morally straight of characters. |
[Jun. 22nd, 2009|05:42 pm] |
( PRIVATE TO SELF )
For fuck's sake, people, we live in Neopolis. Don't tell me none of you have seen a girl with a black eye before. Quit with the fucking gawking. |
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