Ah, my crazy parents

[x_maker]

"Hi, son! We're going to your uncle's ranch for Christmas this year, except he's turned his spare room into an herb garden, and his motor home's not really big enough for more than us two, so if your friends have plans for Christmas holidays, we're okay with them!"

Well. Not like I *like* going to Crazy Uncle Naze's for the holidays, but man, I hate it when my parents actually beat me to the punch when it comes to avoiding family gatherings. So I suppose my stuff's going under the tree here this year. Whee.

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[x-forge.livejournal.com]

Nazé doesn't have a phone because he thinks it makes it too easy for people to lose touch with each other. Still writes letters the old-fashioned way. Maybe late Middle Ages rather than Stone Age.

He also subscribes to those weird conspiracy theory newsletters. Wonder how he's going to react when Mom and Dad tell him "by the way, our son's a mutant going to that school up in New York". I don't know which is going to freak him out more: mutant, private school, or New York.

[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

I bet the fact that you could build a mind control laser might actually top those. ;-)

[x-emplate.livejournal.com]

Then you might want to skip the bit where you were kidnapped by Magneto as part of a secret plot to gain supremecy over the mutant race by actually constructing a working power-neutralizer. It'd be just your luck to end up with a mention in Paranormal Nuthatch Weekly's Letters to the Editor section.