Don't tell me how this game ends

( Don't worry, I'm not nearly as insane as I act. )

( Noah's set list )

( Hexed to Noah's Male Friends )

Beautiful day isn't it? I think it'll be a good day to just spend some time outside. Not sure what I'll do, but I'll do something. Maybe take a stroll down to the paddocks see if anything is over there today.

Today is a brilliant day. "Why might that be Noah?" you ask. Well, I'm glad you asked.

For starters, it's exactly one month before I leave for my two and a half week adventure in New Zealand right about....now! Also means that I have to get the rest of my medical stuff in order this week, but it'll be worth it! OPALEYES!

And of course for those of you who missed it...guess whose in town! Caden. Please give her a fair chance. I think you'd actually like her. Who knew that I'd be this excited about a soon-to-be-ex-wife showing up?

Finally! After taking last week off, I shall return to Waldo's tomorrow night for all of your musical entertainment purposes. And Dani told me this morning that my ban on singing "Sweet Caroline" is now over since so many people keep asking for it...after I promised to learn the right words. So good job guys!

Remember that time you went to Las Vegas and drunkenly married a stripper named Glimmer and forgot to get the marriage annulled before you left for home?

I don't either...sort of. But that's what happened. As now Charity (yup, I was shocked this was her real name too) has just owled me the papers to get it annulled. Looks like she's still Mrs. Moran for the next week while the papers are being processed.

Yay? Surprise? No one tell mam. Okay?

Hello Las Vegas. You're just as beautiful as you were in my dreams last night.

Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to not find a way to cheat at Black Jack, get overly drunk, steal a tiger, and so on. Oh, and of course I'm going to behave myself and go do all sorts of wholesome things and things that my mother would probably approve of.

But in all seriousness (I know, crazy concept), this is going to be a great belated birthday trip for Teags and myself. And we are actually going to do some normal things. Like we've got a few shows lined up, and at some point we're just going to walk the Strip to see what's around. Don't worry Old Man, we'll be good. I'll keep an eye on T to make sure she doesn't get into any serious trouble. But first, I need to go find some smokes because I forgot to grab a new pack on my way out the door.

Luther! If you happen to see our mutual friends, tell them I said hello and that I'll be back on Sunday.

Justin! Good luck man. You'll kick some ass. If you need inspiration to take something down, just remember Spring Break. You're welcome.

Old Man! Thank you!

Attention General Population:

I've finally managed to talk Bessie into letting me play at the Horsemen tonight (which was easy to do once I pointed out that I could be there, or out creating my own fun). So if you enjoyed my set last night at Waldo's you'll love it tonight. Plus, I've got a few new songs that I'm going to dig into, so come, have fun, she's jabbing me with something to remind you lot that tonight is 4 sickle call night and free pool, so there's fun for everyone.

Plus. I'm getting paid in beer, so clearly this is going to be fun throughout the whole evening!

So, accidentally, while not paying attention during class doing some independent study I think I managed to improve upon my fertilization serum theory. And perhaps found a loophole in the breeding regulations set by the Ministry. I'm going to have to run this by Professor Harris to see what he thinks. About the serum, no the loophole. I'm not so concerned about the loophole. I'm more concerned because I really want to be prepared to discuss this when I get to the Reserve here in two months. It's one of the things they're dealing with right now, and I'd really rather not be the dumb new kid whose only good for holding ropes and messing about with blood and hide for their practical uses. That and I've been reading up on a few articles that's been published down on one of the Vipertooth reserves. Had to sit and translate it, but it was worth it. A twenty page article all on how their venom can be reworked to benefit them to educe growth in Hatchlings that are behind in their development. It was rather brilliant, so if anyone wants to borrow it, I'd be happy to write down the translation for you. I really do think it's going to win the top prize this year in Magical Zoology. That or what Ottis Lindeman's doing with the Jobberknolls. His work is rather brilliant as well.

In other news: Jules, want to hang out tonight? I've gotten my fill of academia for one day. I'm thinking about skiving the rest of the day off. Want to go have some fun?

Also. I can't seem to find my pack of smokes...

[Dictaquilled]

Screw yah school, 'm not done havin' fun yet.

AND THAT INCLUDES TAKIN' DOWN BESSIE IN PONG TONIGHT! I WIN! I DID IT! I BEAT THE FECKIN' FAMILY CHAMP! She's swearin' that'll never happen again. But I just proved that she is actually human. You're feckin' welcome.

I really don't wantta go ta lab tomorroa. What kind of bastard a few brassers short of a whore house plannsa test the first day back from break? Only a right one that's for sure. Bah. Luckily this class is easier than Rebecca Miller gettin' a ride on the town bicycle.

So it's finally happened. I've been replaced by Gigantor.

Oh well. I suppose it was bound to happen sooner or later. That just means that I'll just go start my own family...wait...that's not what I meant. I meant was.....I actually don't know what I meant. I've been drinking a bit. Not much. After all, there's so much to do today. Just an eye opener really. Besides I'm on break. And not anywhere near campus. Because there are ADVENTURES to be had! And we have PLANS. Of epic proportions. Needless to say, it all really begins today.

If I don't come back....blame the chaperones. They're supposed to keep us from dying.

I never want to leave.

Don't make me leave on Friday.

I'm so happy here.

I got to play with the HATCHLINGS today! They're cute little buggers. Well. Not so much little as they're almost a year old now. And really not so much "hatchlings" any more. But still.

June can't come fast enough.

I've been on the Welsh reserve for...ten hours now. And can I just say that within the first five minutes of me being here that it has reaffirmed ever single life choice I have made to get me to this point? Because this is where I want to be. No. This is where I want to be. This is just getting me geared up even more for New Zealand this summer.

Today was pretty much spent just getting settled, getting familiar with the reserve, and listening to what we're allowed/not allowed to do, dividing up into teams for the week, and getting to know the people we'll be working with based on interests. If it was by sheer dumb luck, or the fact that I'm one of the few people in our little crew who can speak German (as Hans is their head guy and apparently has a tenancy to switch into German without thinking about it), tomorrow I get to work with the bull guys. The bull guys. They've got six bulls, and okay I might not be working with the bulls themselves Maybe. Not giving up hope on that yet, but we're going to talk fertility, and getting that kind of things ready for next month when they start to breed again. Which is all very exciting. Plus one of the guys that I'm working with just switched her from the Opaleye reserve a few years back, so he's going to sit and tell me all about it later tonight.

I'm so glad that I brought a few extra notebooks, because they're going to be packed with information by the time I get back Friday night.

Oh. Caden, Bele, not dead yet! See, alive, I'm good. No need to worry!

[written via dictaquill]

've officially become the THIRD generation Moran to be banned from the Lost SHEPPARD. 'mwork here is done. Our work is done! The feckin' bowise and the boys did their part too! Proud ta say he ain't got a bar left in the gate afta that one! WE'RE MOVIN' ON NOW! I love yah Dublin. Love ya so much. If ya were a lady....

...what? Oh yeah, gotta light. Hold on....there yah go. Sláinte, mate. What was I....dinna remember. 'might have somethin' ta do with where I started out me day...after mam pumped the boys and I full of food and guilt, naturally.

HOLY SHIT. AN RAIBH TÚ FÉACH AR SIN AMHÁIN an bheirt ......WE NEED SHOTS! MORAN FIREBOMBS FOR EVERYONE!

[Written well after dark]

So, now that I've been kicked out of the room for a bit, I figured now would be a good time to let you guys know that I found Juliette. She's being treated by the Healers and talking to authorities and what not right now. Which is why I've been kicked out of the room temporarily. She's going to be okay. Beat to hell, but you know...considering...

Chris if you want I can come over and pick you up and take you over here if you want, since it's after dark and the temporary mandatory buddy system seems to be in place at the moment.

How about the rest of you get off yer fat lazy arses and help me FUCKING look for Jules, yeah? I'll be in the next town over if anyone feckin' needs me.

[Written just after dusk]

Has anyone seen Jules? She was supposed to meet me at the tent, and she hasn't shown up yet. Chris, is she still getting ready? That's something girls do right? I mean, I grew up with Bessie and she's really not a girl.

But that's besides the point. Okay, Chris if you're home, I'm coming over and invading.

Just so you lot know, you have 16 shopping days left until the worlds greatest holiday: My birthday. Which also happens to be the second greatest holiday on the planet: St. Paddy's (which just for all of you eijits out there it's Paddy not Patty. Patty is short for Patrica.). I will take presents in the form of whiskey, beer, lap dances, general deliciousness in baked good form and other such fun things. So far, the only plans I have is to go home for a bit in the afternoon, spend time with my parents. Let them fawn over me and tell that delightful story about how mam went into labor early and da was half drunk already do to...well...the celebrating. Then mam will tear up, give me a hug and some cake and then I will be off for general St. Paddy's shenanigans. Going for the record this year since the Germans that I met at Oktoberfest are wimping out on me and won't come and celebrate. So once again Germany admits defeat to the Irish. As for the "record" well, lets just say that there's a fine family tradition at the Lost Shepard and it'd be a right shame if I didn't uphold the family honor.

Other than that only 18 more days until the TRIP TO WALES to go play fawn over play study the dragons at the Greenies reserve. I can't wait. Really. I can not wait. This is going to be my first real hands on experience with the big ones. Sure, we've gotten to get a little hands on with some hatchlings, but nothing major. I doubt they'll let us anywhere near the bulls, but wouldn't that be something? This is all just making me want June to get her faster. I sent off the last of the paper work for the Opaleye reserve this morning. Just you know medical records which kind of took a little while since I seem to have gathered a rather...large file over the years...oops. emergency contacts, general death waver you know that sort of thing.

It may be disgusting out but damn if it isn't a beautiful day.

[JUSTIN]

I NEED YOU AT THE WHIPLASH NOW. LUTHER...IT'S NOT PRETTY. HELP ME. I CAN'T GET HIM OUT OF HERE BY MYSELF! S.O.S. MATE S.0.S.

[/JUSTIN]

[Caden]

'member that bail money I left in the jar at your place when you moved in? Yeah. I might need it. Can't explain now, owl you later. Really not my fault this time so don't have a heart attack. Thank you.

If you don't it in the cupboard above your fridge.

[/Caden]

( ... )

Accidentally slept through all of my classes today. I couldn't help it, I was dead to the world, figuratively, naturally. I didn't even hear my alarm going off. Or I guess I don't remember it going off, but as I found my clock thrown across the room and in pieces from where it collided with the wall.

I should probably eat something before I go off to stalk my sister to the Horsemen and check in with the sister. She worries about me. I know it. I'm pretty sure that "Stupid Idiot" is just code for "I love you too". Or it could just be open for interpenetration. Whatever. So I'll be there for a while if anyone needs or wants me.

I made 10 galleons, or 50 quid once I converted it at the bank so far today.

I knew that skipping class standing around town with my guitar singing randomly at the happy couples would lead to them giving me money.

Also. It is a well established fact that women will go all melty if you start singing to them in Italian...assuming they don't speak Italian. Then I might have ended up with a few black eyes. But! What they don't know can't hurt me! And besides they all looked so happy and who am I do undo that happiness?