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[x_maker]

Farm was fun. Apprehensive about pond at first, quickly overcame apprehension due to repeated dunkings by roommate. Have had enough biscuits and gravy to last until 2007, because I believe that is when the last of them will actually leave my system. Suspect Dr. McCoy's mother uses depleted uranium as a garnish. Would explain Dr. McCoy.

Off to go hug my T1 connection. Daddy has missed you so.

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you can love your T1 just don't LOVE your T1

[x-mirage.livejournal.com]

of course the pond won't hurt you! yeesh, ain't you ever been to a proper swimming hole?!

I suddenly have an urge to make buscuits and gravy for everyone in the morning...Mrs. McCoy taught me how to make her gravy!

Re: you can love your T1 just don't LOVE your T1

[x-madelyn.livejournal.com]

I for one wouldn't object to you doing that for breakfast. *grins* Although I think I'll be hitting the running trails later to work off all this good food...

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

Repeated dunkings are good for you. Builds characters.

I thought depleted uranium was radioactive and that you couldn't eat it? Why would it be in the gravy? I'm confused.

[x-forge.livejournal.com]

Depleted uranium is barely radioactive, not harmful. But it's really, REALLY heavy.

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

Ooooooh. Okay.

... But heavy is good. I actually only ate like, a bunch instead of a whole mess of 'em.

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

Hon, I think this is what they call an addiction.

Especially since in the battle between T1 connection and me, I am supposed to be the winner. Always.

[x-forge.livejournal.com]

I mostly jest. But I come back home, and it's right back into the lab for projects. A genius's work is never done, it seems.

Ah, who am I fooling? I love it.

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

You're making me jealous.

Considering you just chose an Internet connection over me, this is not a brilliant next step.

[x-forge.livejournal.com]

Are you cleared for the mech labs yet? Because I'll be up all night, and wouldn't say no to company.

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

HAH! Like that would keep me away.

In reality, what might keep me away is how far the mech labs are. Nngh. Hallway. Where's Jamie?

[x-crowdofone.livejournal.com]

What am I, your taxi service?

. . . Well, maybe, if I'm allowed to whiz you down the hall in a wheelchair or something.

[x-forge.livejournal.com]

Maybe one of those sedan chair things. Or a rickshaw!

[x-crowdofone.livejournal.com]

Rickshaws only go as fast as I can run, and I can't hop on the back and coast down the hall at high speed if I'm pulling it.

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

No, you're my bestest taxi service ever!

And that was clearly the master plan.

[x-crowdofone.livejournal.com]

Well, okay, I can live with that. Do you think we can make the tires on a wheelchair squeak when we turn corners?

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

Only one way to find out!