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(no subject) [Aug. 8th, 2004|09:59 am]
Reim Toriin
It's all quiet-y now. Kinda weird. I'm getting that feeling like it's cold and raining really hard outside but you're inside and it's not...wait. That makes no sense. Forget I said it.

In fact, it's almost at the point where I look forward to classes. Because I'm bored more than because Nate is scaring me.

I'd take a nap, but nearly every time I close my eyes I feel like I'm being thrown around in a storm or something. I don't think I could sleep without getting seasick. Well, it's probably just too much sugar anyway...
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(no subject) [Jul. 9th, 2004|03:14 pm]
Reim Toriin
YESSSSSSS! I can move my hands again! You know how annoying it is to type with just one finger? But I've still got some bad burns all over my hands. Which means, among other things, BE GENTLE WITH THE WOUNDED! There is a difference between 'firm handshake' and 'crippling blow.'
There is nothing more boring than the infirmary here. I have to give them points for the creative decoration, though. Instead of the blinding white you usually get, this was all OFF-white. And there were a few shades of beige to spice things up. And cream, and taupe, and sand and all those lovely diverse colors. Pffffft.
ANNNNNDDDDDDD...I missed my computer. And the nice, smooth shiny spots on the keys where I put my fingers, and the weird little clicky noises it makes all the time, and how warm it is when I leave it on all night...
The worst thing you can possibly do to celebrate your reunion with technology is put your commanders' names into a search thing. If you do that, you will need certain sections of your brain removed. It's that bad.
Well, at least after all this I remember what to do in case of a loose wire in the cockpit. BRING A MECHANIC WITH YOU.
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(no subject) [May. 16th, 2004|10:29 pm]
Reim Toriin
That new student seems uppity. I don't like it. But I guess it's nothing special. I don't like most people. Welcome to the majority, Allister Quinn.


Wow. I think there are panties hanging from the ceiling. Now *that's* special...
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(no subject) [May. 6th, 2004|10:43 pm]
Reim Toriin
[mood |contemplativecontemplative-not kidding!]

Letting the guard down too much recently...everyone's so damn amiable. It's really weird. They don't even know me and they talk as if...

It can't be good. Loss of inhibition = doing weird stuff. Never turns out well.

I think they must be faking it all, just to be polite. Why else?

I wonder if I trust Nathan in the same room as my defenseless, sleeping body?
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(no subject) [Apr. 23rd, 2004|04:23 pm]
Reim Toriin
This is good, once you get used to it, I guess. Good as in, good food, good company, and the roommate's not half bad either. The one thing I would change is

COME ON! I have got to get a spam blocker or something. No, I do not want to have chat sex! I do draw the line somewhere. They say that it's all scary old men. Doesn't sound too inviting.

They can make two women have babies. It never ceases to amaze me...That and sugar hangovers. Breakfast cereal is balanced! (So why don't I have the strength to move anymore?)

Alright, I take back my last entry. I am tired of porn. I can't find the good stuff! Maybe I can't get any because I'm too...? Nah. Or maybe allergies are taking the fun out of it. Snot isn't exactly my idea of sexy. And all you can really use it for is helping tissues to fulfil their purpose. Not very ecxiting.

You know, the way my journal looks right now is really annoying me. I have the sudden urge to tinker with the mechanics.
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(no subject) [Apr. 18th, 2004|09:37 am]
Reim Toriin
[mood |tiredtired]

Ur...my head is spinning. I hope there's a naptime between classes or something. Ah, sleep. The one thing I never get bored of. Well...there's eating, and...stuff.

'Stuff' has nothing to do with porn, I swear!
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(no subject) [Mar. 25th, 2004|10:19 pm]
Reim Toriin
[mood |frustratedfrustrated]

Wow. Am I out of it or what? What good am I as a pilot if I can't find my way around! Maybe I need coordinates to my quarters instead of numbers. Of course, those never account for walls...

Maybe while I'm here I should try to grow an attention span. Couldn't hurt too bad.
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(no subject) [Mar. 20th, 2004|11:36 pm]
Reim Toriin
[mood |draineddrained]

Well. It looks like I'm in. Now I don't have to buy a return ticket! W00t w00t! On the other hand, maybe drowning myself in sodapop could have had something to do with my money problems...

Ow. Ow ow ow. Do not EVER travel in a tie. I should know this. Why don't I know this? What is wrong with me?! I hate ties. Why was I wearing one in the first place? What's my room number?

Aaah...so tired I can't focus. Not that I normally can anyway...can you get jet lag from interplanetary flights? I KNOW THIS! Something is definitely wrong. Someone spiked the coke! I bet it was that stewardess. She was looking at me funny. She wanted to rape me. Get me drunk and rape me. Ten-to-one, that's what this is about. I've been sexually assaulted. I'm recovering from traumatic events. I'm...going overboard.

Hah, like that's ever stopped me. Going overboard, not being raped.

How is it that my best subject is also among the Top Ten Things Reim Would Rather Not Do Right Now?
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