I may be needing a disclaimer, that I might, after the last post. I don't think I'm insane, I don't. Of course, insane people don't think they're insane either, so that means nothing, but I can hope, I can. And the park is safe, especially if ye are spending time with me in it, aye. Like a picnic, since picnics are nice, that they are.

The rally was fun, it was. Me and Suzuki had special shirts on, we did. I made them meself! They had a phone number, aye. An odd coincidence, Shishi's phone has been ringing off the hook all night, that it has. Don't know why, of course not.

And now for some question fun, aye!

Ask me seven questions, but not just any. Ta keep it interestin', use tha seven below, fillin' tha blanks however ya wanna, wi' anythin' ya want. Like number 4 - donkeys 'r sandcastles an' why? Ask, an' I'll take a shot a' answerin'. Then ya put tha questions in yer thing, so others can ask.

1. What do ye think of _____________ ?

2. When did ye last ____________?

3. __________ or ___________ and why?

4. What did ye ______________?

5. What's your favorite ______________?

6. How would ye ______________?

7. Who would ye most like to ________ ?

The park is dangerous, that it is.

It’s safer now, but yesterday there was a mess, aye, with a gang of imps attacking a dryad, that they were! I can’t fight imps alone, no. They smell bad, that they do, and are always playing tricks on ye. Ye never know if they’ll attack from the front or do something sneaky, that ye don’t. Ye need at least a party of two to be holding them off, aye, and the best sort of a team is one that seems odd – a clown and a unicorn.

But I was me by me lonesome self, I was.

I grabbed the nearest thing that could be called a weapon, a branch that had fallen in the struggle, aye. It seemed fitting, it did, that one of her limbs would be used to defend her. As I was preparing to be going into battle, though, movement caught my eye. It was a group of pixies, it was! Now pixies are tricky little lasses; they’ll stick to a bargain but he need to be making it smartly else it will backfire, aye. I didn’t have time to bargain smartly, not when the dryad was in danger, I didn’t.

So I made a hasty deal, I did. They liked the color of my hair and wanted some, and in exchange they would help me fight off the nasty imps, aye.

We made quick work of the disgusting creatures, that we did. But my bargain wasn’t well thought out, no. I had been desperate, and needed help quickly, that I had. So instead of pulling a hair here and there, they pulled out clumps, they did. So now I have bald spots, that I do.

And to add insult to injury, one of me roommates decided to add decoration to me face, he did. He’s dead. But he doesn’t know it yet, that he doesn’t.




[[ooc: Shishi (aka the imp) knocked Jin (aka the unicorn) out yesterday and carved bald spots out of his hair, drew patterns on his cheeks, and wrote "I'm an idiot" and Jin's phone number on the Irishman's forehead. This is Jin's explanation of it. He will likely be wearing a hat when your character(s) see him next... and here, have an old Irish Tall-Tale song, hee...]]

There was quite the party last night, there was, and there will be shopping trip with a lovely girl later today, a possible date this week, and another party on Friday. And now I'm hearing something about some sort of rally, I am? Though what type of rally I haven't a clue, that I don't.

Now if only the weather would get a wee bit warmer, aye. I'm wanting it to be in the upper 70s for a picnic and cloud-watch I promised someone, I am. But the breeze today is lovely, that it is, and I'm seeing green everywhere now, which makes me happier, indeed.

If anyone is looking for me, I'll be in the park, watching, that I will, though I'll have me phone with me too.



( //Private to Shishi// )

Final project, done, it is!

I hate homework, I do. And now it's done for the summer, aye! I can't believe I missed out on a beach party to be working on homework. That's just not right, it isn't. I keep like this, I might wind up being called responsible for once in my life, aye, and that would mean the end of the world as we know it, it would.

But tonight... tonight I will make up for it, that I will! Party on campus, and I will be there indeed! I hope to see other friends there, Yachiru, Miroku, Hinata, Deidara, everyone, aye!

Let's party like it's 1999! Except, ye know, with more modern stuff, and fun. Because we're cooler than the people who were in college in 1999, aye. (Look! I'm listening to AMERICAN music, I am!)

But I do, aye. Likely I just like me too much, or I just like to talk to much. Talking is such fun, though, it is.

Got to do some storytelling, I did! I think my da would be proud.



( Jinology )

I had a good bit of fun with Tatsuki yesterday, that I did. I like showing off my own style. I may not be the best, I admit it, but I be pretty darn good, indeed.

Orihime wanted me to do this, and so I shall. Redheads sticking together and all, ye know?

Shishi! Suzuki said to be asking you if we could get a three-bedroom place! Ye know ye want to, stuffy samurai! It will be fun, that it will!


( Me Drink )

( Seven )

I don't have seven people to tag, I fear, but Shishi and Suzuki haven't done it yet so I be tagging them!

Very nice, indeed. A good drink, a good fight, friends of auld, and friends anew!

I'm hoping finals will be wrapping up soon, that I am. And then I can be hoping that I'll be forecasting at a time that isn't so cursed early, aye.

Might have a wee bit of a problem, that I might. The dorms be closing over the summer, and I have narry a clue as to where the wind's blowing me to stay. I'll find someplace, that's for sure, but I could use a roommate. Anyone wanting or needing a fella to halve costs with? I'm clean and tidy, not quiet, not in the least.

Or fight with me, I'm Irish!

Either way, I'll be right glad! Anything for a break from all of the final projects that have me flah'ed out.

I'd rather be milling than having a kip, any day of the week. No one could take me, or drink me under the table!

Then again, mayhaps I'll seat myself under a good tree and watch the breeze push around the bonny sky. What I'd give for a set of wings, aye.

Where's Chuu? Likely hammered and paralytic! Ha!

Who wants to find a wee bit of entertainment and mischief with little ole me?