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[Jan. 6th, 2010|12:42 pm] |
It wasn't at all unusual for Art Centino to have spent New Year's Eve party hopping. He knew a lot of people, he got invited to a lot of parties. He'd intended on making it to Inferno for the countdown, to ring in 2010 with his friends from Paradise, maybe even land himself with another Ali-kiss.
Except he'd been distracted. Rita was a girl he'd met recently, it had been her first time working on a major movie as a stuntwoman and they'd got to talking. She was as bright and bubbly as Art was, and they'd been pretty much inseparable while they'd been working together. Except then they'd lost contact when the movie had wrapped, and Art had been a little sad that he'd forgotten to get her number. So when he found her at this party, he pounced, and they spent the rest of the night talking and giggling, and in the end, kissing. It was inevitable, given the evening, and given who Art was, and the next morning he'd been pleased to find himself waking up with her wrapped in his arms after they'd crashed out on a bean bag.
And that, my friends, is how Art Centino found himself with a girlfriend for the first time. Even now he couldn't quite figure out how it happened, but he was starting to discover he didn't mind it at all.
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| NEW YEAR'S QUESTION. |
[Jan. 6th, 2010|12:39 pm] |
Dear MH,
If you were to run one plot with your characters, be it a comic canon plot or something else entirely, what would it be?
Feel free to go nuts, comments are screened. |
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| thirty-two |
[Jan. 5th, 2010|12:37 am] |
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Mutant Liberation Now! |
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| Finally the tables are starting to turn [narrative] |
[Jan. 4th, 2010|06:16 pm] |
The New Year had barely begun but already Sally was making a few important changes to the way she'd lived in 2009. The most significant of which was probably the people she now opted to hang out with, completely cutting herself off from her old friends. She'd barely spoken to Jubilee in the past month and she hadn't even bothered to wish Star a Merry Christmas, choosing instead to spend the 25th at Tamara's house since her mom was out of town. She was still acutely aware of the fact that she wasn't as cool or as tough or as adventurous as the others, but the difference was, they didn't treat her like a kid. ( Which was probably why they'd brought her along tonight. ) |
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[Jan. 2nd, 2010|11:02 pm] |
i got someone to kiss sara on new years eve
hahahaha |
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| For auld lang syne, my dear, for auld lang syne. [narrative] |
[Jan. 2nd, 2010|12:17 am] |
School would be starting up soon. The campus would be filled again with students and professors, the bookstore would be running, the classes would be in session. For now though, most everyone was gone from UCLA. Janitors were there to clean, and the occasional student with nowhere to go was staying in the dorms, but beyond that it was quiet.
( Except in one office. ) |
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| 021 → |
[Jan. 1st, 2010|09:30 am] |
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Happy New Year to you all. |
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[Jan. 1st, 2010|12:25 pm] |
I was fairly certain that I didn't do any wild partying last night, but this morning I seem to have purple hair. God knows when I dyed it. Or how. In any case Happy New Year everyone! Last night was fantastic fun.
Edit: It's a very neat job, I have to say. No streak marks or anything, and my bathroom's pristine. I wonder how I managed to do it.
Edit: Oh my god. It's not washing out. |
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[Jan. 1st, 2010|12:04 am] |
[Posted just after midnight California time]
everyone should remember to wish my sister a happy birthday today |
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| NYE hiatus; |
[Dec. 30th, 2009|09:14 pm] |
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Dru, here. I'm being dragged up to Chicago for New Year's Eve, and I'll be back in town late on New Year's Day. I'll see you kids on the flipside! |
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[Dec. 30th, 2009|05:41 pm] |
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i don't know about you, hotel, but i gotta resolve to lose all this holiday weight. |
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[Dec. 30th, 2009|01:06 am] |
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The hotel isn't having some sort of party, is it? |
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[Dec. 30th, 2009|12:34 am] |
The worst thing about the new year is the obscene amount of people that ask you about your resolutions. I've never felt the need to make any, and I'm tempted to tell people there's no point in making them. "You're not going to follow that diet" or "No, you won't stop behaving like an utter slag."
Food for thought, &c. |
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| LOG: MANUEL DE LA ROCHA & JENNY STAVROS. |
[Dec. 30th, 2009|12:31 am] |
SUMMARY: Backdated to a few days before Christmas! What happens when the hotel sleaze meets the hotel skank under some mistletoe? It's the beginning of a beautiful friendship -- or a match made in hell.
( Merry Christmas, indeed. ) |
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[Dec. 30th, 2009|02:07 am] |
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so i'm 18 now. i made it through another year, yippie ki-yay motherfuckers! |
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