State of the Lynne update, situation yellow

[varadia]

I feel so disconnected today it isn't even funny.

Wtf, brain, wtf.

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[darthrami.livejournal.com]

*pairbonds*

[varadia]

*clings*

I feel like I'm waiting for the laugh track to start, or the sky to be pulled back, Rami!

Augh.

Unreality sucks.

[darthrami.livejournal.com]

It really really really does.

*curls up with*


I still have a present for you.

[camwyn]

Aught I can help with?

[varadia]

Not that I can think of. Thanks, though.

Mostly I just feel like . . . an animatronic puppet, kinda? Wait, that's not right.

But did you ever get the feeling that somewhere out there, there is an audience?

It's kind of like that. But fortunately I'm not crazy enough to, like, actually try to rob a bank just to see if there are consequences.

Gah. I hate days like this.

[camwyn]

I don't so much get that exactly, as the feeling that somewhen out there, there is an audience. That somewhere ages and ages hence someone is looking at a picture and thinking back on my time, or trying to imagine what this time that I'm in is like, and that there's some vague distant glimmer of awareness for them that Things Were Happening When That Picture Was Taken, I Wonder What Those Things Were And Who Those People Are.

[badinlatin]

Mal opens the door from Inara's shuttle, expecting the catwalks of the cargo bay. Or Milliways.

Not exactly a blank 'Post a new comment' window in an unfamiliar journal.

"What the good gorram am I doin' here?"

[varadia]

Uh, hi.

*waves*

*looks around for feathers*

I think--I think you may have gotten lost in cyberspace.

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

>.>

<.<

Lynne . . .

Does Xas want to come to a Family of Sin dinner?

[varadia]

. . . .



AHAHAHA.

I want him to!

And he'd go, because he likes people.

And.

Um.

kindasortalikesfamilyevenwhenit'sfuckedup.

*cough*

[lunamystic]

I disavow all knowledge of the aforementioned evil.

*jazz hands*

We could attempt to have an entire conversation in movie quotes.

[varadia]

*DISBELIEVES*

You can't handle the truth!

[rimestock.livejournal.com]

If it helps, this is a familiar feeling.

Unfortunately I do not particularly think this allows me to a) distract you with cracktastic doomy RP (well, not both at once, anyway) or b) get philosophical about the meaning of time, space, the infinite, and/or the best place to get a chocolate donut.

... I miss chocolate donuts. :(

[varadia]

Yeah. I get it sometimes.

Usually when I wake up mid-morning, and the light is all weird, and i feel like I'm on a soundstage.

Chocolate donuts are yum.

[miscellanny.livejournal.com]

*licks*








:D?

[varadia]

*makes face, and fetches napkin*

Ew.

*TACKLES* HI HI HI.

[in-the-blue.livejournal.com]

I'll share milk and cookies with you.

Or sushi. It's the only food icon I have.

Or shoulders to lean on. I have two of those.

[varadia]

Sushi is good!

*finally caught on to how good it is*

Shoulders are also good. I--am seriously puzzled as to why the disconnect, because the past several days have been relatively lovely.

*shakes head*

Strangeness.

[fire-and-a-rose.livejournal.com]

*just hugs your brain*

[varadia]

Brain: *envelops your arms!* SPLISH.


Oh, no. Not again!

[bodldops.livejournal.com]

I would attackglomp you on AIM, but you are not on AIM. Thus?

I must do it here. It is not nearly so sneaky, but one must work with the situation.

Also?

Hi! *glomp*

[varadia]

*SHRIEKS*

HI!

*TACKLES BACK*

[shelley_winters]

Pretend this is a mun LJ.

*Hugglomps*

[varadia]

HI!

*HUGS*

*pretends REALLY HARD*

[vivien]

WAH... I wish I had access to LJ at work. I miss all the fun stuff.

I hope you're feeling more animated and less animatronic.