[journal] Left to my own devices, I turn to photos

[magic_fratboy]

"I'm staying home 'cause I feel like shit. Forward my calls and email me the files on the Hobb's Place job." Not hard to understand, right? Just because I'm sick doesn't mean I'm incapable of talking on the phone, drawing up a proposal, or operating Photoshop.

Jelly? I'm gonna brain you with that damn banana. You know the one I'm talkin' about. Don't think I don't know you're mothering me.

Anyway, since I'm stranded at home with nothing else to do, I been poking around my hard drive all day. Found some old photos that, if nothing else, oughta entertain...


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I think Soph was the first one I showed this to. Took it about a week after I got to Los Angeles. Coming from Vegas, I guess you could say that instead of fresh off the haywagon, I was fresh off the 'ho train.' I look like it, too...I like to call this my Chippendales headshot. Yeesh.



Jelly took this on her camera phone at the office last week and emailed it to me, hence the suck-ass quality. Ditching my shoes after a client meeting...yeah, Jell, did I mention the banana? You're so screwed.



This one was all on the Kellar twins. They snuck a camera in the night of my initiation and caught my act. It took place at this hole in the wall theater in Santa Monica, but dig the sculpture. Crappy shot, but it's a beautiful piece depicting the fall of Prometheus and Pandora. That's Prom behind me. I escaped from that straightjacket on my own, no use of my powers. Nearly killed myself learning it, too.



Me at The Rising Sun with a couple of Frat sibs, Brother Dog and Sister Hooker. Yes, her name was Hooker, at least according to her and Dog. Doglas Carter's a dude I met the night I initiated. Since then, he's helped me out of a few scrapes and we're getting along great. I think this pic was taken the day before I ended up in that stupid building that went down. Dog actually gave me the black eye I'm sporting there, but it was totally by accident. He took care of it later that night...he's a shaman, healing's part of his thing.

And Jell? Along with the banana, I'm enduring a little personal humiliation to show the world just what a freak you are.



That's right, Jelly tried to strip me bare...crazy bitch. ;) A little over a week ago, Ben snapped the shot (thank you, brother). Jell's on the right, the gal on the left is a college bud of ours, Trish Miller. Her, Jell, Ben and I all had the same Art History and European Lit class together.

Anyway, Jell and Trish were stupid-fucking-drunk and talking about some stupid Eighties exercise videos. I was talking card manipulation with Ben, so I had no clue. Long story short? Someone mentions Abs Of Steel, and next thing I know I got my jacket off and my shirt off while Jelly's poking me in the stomach and wondering if the three of them could bounce quarters off it. I wrestled both of them, wandering hands and all, for two blocks while Ben snapped pics and almost goaded them into pantsing me by mentioning the Buns Of Steel videos.

I'll get 'em on the computer eventually, but I swear I got a couple of shots of them going after Ben next. All's I had to do was mention the dimples in his ass and they were on him like flies on shit. Hey, I ain't proud, and I was more concerned with keeping my pants on.

So moral of the story? Never go out with a female Bruin that can't hold her liquor. Yes, Jell, I'm talkin' to you. At least Trish didn't try to do the Pillsbury thing with me.

Okay, that's it...and I almost feel a little bit better. Good vibes, I guess. Send me some good energy, folks. I could use it.

Think I might go nap pretty soon.

Comments

[zee-ali.livejournal.com]

Um. Yeah. *nods and avoids staring at the last picture*

I really like that second one, babe, but my absolute FAVORITE is the first..*grins*

[magic-fratboy.livejournal.com]

*eyeroll* Figures you'd be into the goofiest one. *grin*

[zee-ali.livejournal.com]

No. *looks innocent* I wouldn't say that it's goofy. Cute, but not goofy.

[magic-fratboy.livejournal.com]

I call it my Chippendales head shot for a reason. I look like a freakin' male stripper. *laughs*

[zee-ali.livejournal.com]

Well of course. It screams for me to shove a couple twenties down the front of your pants. Hence why it's my favorite.

[no-substitution.livejournal.com]

Oh oh! I got your shirt off first. Ahhh I win. And I was sober too. Again, the win? Mine. I get the gold medal in stripping the Karras.

Why are you sick? And don't lie to me 'cause I'm not against jumping Jay to figure it out. I'm not against it at all.

[magic-fratboy.livejournal.com]

Only 'cause you were sober. Jelly puked her head off about ten minutes after she and Trish molested Benji.

*sigh* I'm sick 'cause It got to me. The Darkness. Something's wrong inside...

My powers are gone, Sass. It's not good.

[no-substitution.livejournal.com]

Wait, what? What do you mean gone? They're not gone, they can't be.

[magic-fratboy.livejournal.com]

I had...some kind of fit today. I can't do magic, last time I tried I nearly passed out. And now I feel...sick. I feel horrible.

I talked to my boys, they said it's my power, all right. My charge, actually. It's like...I'm cut off from it. Hope, I mean.

[no-substitution.livejournal.com]

I don't understand.

[magic-fratboy.livejournal.com]

Sass...I'm an avatar of hope. It animates me, empowers me...it's what I am. Without it...I can't be.

*gets quiet*

I think...I think I could be dying, Sass. If I can't hook back in...

[no-substitution.livejournal.com]

You are not dying Tommy Karras. And you're still hope. You're my hope.

[possessingbadge.livejournal.com]

Dammit! I swear to god I turn my back and everyone is getting to see you topless.

That's it. Next time I see you I'm just going to have to strip you. ;)

For some reason I didn't think you could get sick though. I mean you heal everything. I guess disease is different. Do you know what you have?

[magic-fratboy.livejournal.com]

*laughs* You won't be the first one. I gotta warn you, though, I'll put up a fight in the name of modesty. *blushes and grins*

I...don't exactly know. But it's nothing serious, so don't worry, 'kay? I'll be all right.

[possessingbadge.livejournal.com]

*chuckles* Well, don't I feel special. How sad is it that I'd have to leave them on just so that I'm not running with the pack? *sighs* Good things take time. Good things take time. Good things take time. *repeats like a mantra then looks at the last picture and starts over again* You know this would be a lot easier if I were, you know, patient.

Well, it's bad enough to stay home from work. You should go to the doctor.

[magic-fratboy.livejournal.com]

But you are patient. I mean...at least I think you are.

I sorta can't go to the doctor with this. But I got a friend helping me, he...specializes in problems like I'm having.

[possessingbadge.livejournal.com]

*smirks* I'm patient with you. There's a difference. I'm still not even sure why. You just... bring out a different side of me I guess.

What problems are you having? I thought you said you don't know what you have. How can he specialize in a question mark? What aren't you telling me?

...Is it bad?

[magic-fratboy.livejournal.com]

*small smile, but sobers at her question*

I'd...rather not say right now. I don't want you to worry.

[possessingbadge.livejournal.com]

*grows quiet*

You're scaring me.

[no-rainbows.livejournal.com]

What trick were you doing with the strait jacket?

[magic-fratboy.livejournal.com]

The old standby...they strung me up by my ankles over the audience and I had to escape upside down. Man, that was a hell of a rush, too.

[no-rainbows.livejournal.com]

That's pretty cool, never really seen that stuff except for on television sometimes.

[magic-fratboy.livejournal.com]

Yeah, prolly because the escape is a bitch to learn. On the other side, though, when you do learn it? Man, it's a rush. It's like you just joined some secret club or something...

Okay, that makes me sound like a huge dork. *laughs*

[no-rainbows.livejournal.com]

[Laughs] I so wouldn't get it, I'd just dangle upside down and let the blood rush to my head.

Not really, it sounds like a lot of fun!

Also, it looks like you had a shiner in that picture with Dog.

[magic-fratboy.livejournal.com]

*grins* Yeah, my first black eye in the line of duty. Hell of it is, he gave it to me. Not on purpose, he was trying to throw a trash can lid at the guy kicking my ass. I got in the way.