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So last week, during the City's big tourism drive? Cameron did show up, and really, his reaction was about what could be expected. He blamed me, he wanted to sleep on the fountain, he didn't believe anything I told him was here. He acted like he hated the place, but really, I know he didn't. Ultimately, though, I have to admit that it's probably for the best that he didn't stay. I think the place would short him out permanently. His processor would just completely blow.
Not that I'm saying Cam can't handle things - he can. Or he can handle a lot of things, at least, just looking at what he's been through. And he's only going to be able to deal with more, now that he's gotten up the nerve to actually face his old man. He'll be alright with life.
But this is the City, not just "life." Things go a bit above and beyond here, and really, the last thing I want is for him to freak out all over again. It was nice seeing him, though.
Speaking of things going above and beyond, it's apparently time for another weekend with the curses running rampant. I'm not hit with anything today, but hey, you never know. Maybe tomorrow I'll be a blowfish.
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So for anyone else who was wondering - apparently, the City does, in fact, know how old you are. Who knew?
Speaking of, who decided on eighteen, anyway? Even in an alternate dimension, there's this implicit understanding that when you turn eighteen, you're suddenly responsible for holding down a job on your own. Like anyone could be immersed in another reality and decide to take it upon themselves to find a desk to sit at. Even back home, I can say for a fact that on my eighteenth birthday, I was in no way any more prepared to sit down in a cube and move papers around than I was the day before.
Of course, there is the upside of being here. In an alternate dimension, I'm sure there are more entertaining, interesting and engaging job opportunities to be found, right? So who's looking for an employee?
I mean... come on, I'm extremely charming.
[To drive this point home, he beams at the camera.]
So last week, during the City's big tourism drive? Cameron did show up, and really, his reaction was about what could be expected. He blamed me, he wanted to sleep on the fountain, he didn't believe anything I told him was here. He acted like he hated the place, but really, I know he didn't. Ultimately, though, I have to admit that it's probably for the best that he didn't stay. I think the place would short him out permanently. His processor would just completely blow.
Not that I'm saying Cam can't handle things - he can. Or he can handle a lot of things, at least, just looking at what he's been through. And he's only going to be able to deal with more, now that he's gotten up the nerve to actually face his old man. He'll be alright with life.
But this is the City, not just "life." Things go a bit above and beyond here, and really, the last thing I want is for him to freak out all over again. It was nice seeing him, though.
Speaking of things going above and beyond, it's apparently time for another weekend with the curses running rampant. I'm not hit with anything today, but hey, you never know. Maybe tomorrow I'll be a blowfish.
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So for anyone else who was wondering - apparently, the City does, in fact, know how old you are. Who knew?
Speaking of, who decided on eighteen, anyway? Even in an alternate dimension, there's this implicit understanding that when you turn eighteen, you're suddenly responsible for holding down a job on your own. Like anyone could be immersed in another reality and decide to take it upon themselves to find a desk to sit at. Even back home, I can say for a fact that on my eighteenth birthday, I was in no way any more prepared to sit down in a cube and move papers around than I was the day before.
Of course, there is the upside of being here. In an alternate dimension, I'm sure there are more entertaining, interesting and engaging job opportunities to be found, right? So who's looking for an employee?
I mean... come on, I'm extremely charming.
[To drive this point home, he beams at the camera.]
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on 2010-02-20 08:41 pm (UTC)voice;
on 2010-02-20 08:43 pm (UTC)voice;
on 2010-02-20 08:46 pm (UTC)voice;
on 2010-02-20 08:47 pm (UTC)...did they not raise the drinking age here?
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on 2010-02-20 08:54 pm (UTC)voice;
on 2010-02-20 09:19 pm (UTC)You know, that may not be a bad idea, though. And I would get to meet a lot of people that way.
voice; BRB WHILE CLAIRE AND GINNY KILL ANGELA
on 2010-02-20 09:27 pm (UTC)Exactly. Also, I know for fact the girls that work there are pretty little things. Eye candy and a paycheck? Not a bad idea.
voice;
on 2010-02-20 09:32 pm (UTC)Not a bad idea in the least. If I have to work, I may as well do it somewhere that I'll enjoy the scenery, right?
By the way - Ferris Bueller, pleased to meet you, provider of sage advice.
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on 2010-02-20 09:34 pm (UTC)voice;
on 2010-02-20 09:35 pm (UTC)voice;
on 2010-02-20 09:36 pm (UTC)voice; 1/2
on 2010-02-20 09:46 pm (UTC)voice;
on 2010-02-20 09:48 pm (UTC)Well, lovely to meet you, Angela.
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on 2010-02-20 09:55 pm (UTC)voice;
on 2010-02-20 09:56 pm (UTC)voice;
on 2010-02-20 09:59 pm (UTC)Well, it was 1986... and even if they somehow got wind of my exploits right away - hopefully after graduation, and decided to make a classic piece of cinematic entertainment out of it, it would take at least a couple of years. And it's 2010 now, so if you're from around the same time that it is here--
Well, it's really not important. Honestly, I'm flattered that anyone seems to know me at all.
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on 2010-02-20 10:05 pm (UTC)Any child who was around in the eighties should have seen that movie at least once. Well, except one, but she's never seen anything having to do with popular culture so don't feel bad. If she doesn't know who Britney Spears is, she won't know who you are.