Enough!

[xp_roulette]

Okay, ladies and gentlemen, look out the window will you? Go ahead an look. You see that? That's the rest of the world, the world is spinning, the world is going on with it's daily life. Maybe we should too.

I mean, around here, everyone's flailing and "oh noes!-ing" around because of some mutant wackjobs. Mutant wackjobs? Guys, for us, that's THURSDAY.

ENOUGH ALREADY. They didn't kill us, they didn't even dent us (which I keep hearing over and over and OVER) so fine, pick up and move ON. Stare at your navel long enough and you will shove your head up your own ass.

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[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

We have been helping. Several of us have been at the red cross offices after class all week. But you can only stuff fliers for so long before you realize that you ain't doing a damn thing, and you are so sick to death of the unending trauma that you just want something GOOD to happen before you snap.

[x-polarisstar.livejournal.com]

I was thinking something more like organizing a game night.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

please. I'm starting to turn into one of those people I don't like.

[x-polarisstar.livejournal.com]

Well, hop to. You don't need my permission or help. I'm very busy making pieces of glass smaller.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

It's late, I could get in trouble if I tried to start a game of full-contact quidditch with a bouncy ball and a tennis racket.

Tomorrow then. Good thing Mr. Marko's still gone.