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[17 Oct 09\5:44am] |
Ugh. I don't want to see another book again. I'll take on a nastie beastie over another homework assignment any day. But I got 'em done, I did. Oi, Victoria. I'm lookin' at some decent grades and I think I owe some of that to you so... well thanks and all that but don't go thinkin' I couldn't do it myself. By the way, Victoria, did you notice who's back? It's that bloke who reckons he's the Doctor.
Right then, finally found some time to relax. Weekend comin' around and some time to kick back for a change. Tha's good. Maybe I'll work on my swimming.
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[18 Aug 09\8:17pm] |
Right. So I need to fill in a few slots in my schedule and it's down to the last minute. Now they tell me I need just a couple more to be proper time or whatever that mess they said was. Not like I know what people take at college, much less a liberal arts major. For cryin' out loud I had to check my paper just to look up the words 'liberal arts' as my major.
So anybody know what classes I might should take to fill in?
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[14 Aug 09\1:33pm] |
When I heard the room assignments were changing I'd hoped to end up with Victoria or the Doctor, but in the end just being away from that gimboid fathead redcoat is good news enough. Feel bad for his next roomates.
Say there, Miss Waterfield, how's your new room working out? Yer not still mad at me about that Zoe thing, are you?
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[5 Aug 09\12:59am] |
Well then. I'm glad things are clearing up although what devil magic that was all about I really don't know and if you ask me I don't wanna. The good thing is things are goin' back to normal.
Victoria, I read what ya said about me down there and I gotta say I'm flattered to see you standin' up for me. But aside that I should tell ya now that you're feeling better... While you were out of sorts I ran into the Doctor. Our Doctor, not this bloke who's here who's callin' himself the Doctor whether he remembers us or not! What do you make of that?
[OOC: Jamie probably should've made his message to Victoria private but he's a bit thick about computers. Also, he should probably realize that the Doctor he met was an AU version--but that's right over his head, too. Also, sorry for pulling a vanishing act this week during most of the plot!]
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[29 Jul 09\6:40pm] |
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Say, Victoria Waterfield, I was wonderin' if you were feeelin' a bit better yet? If not I guess it's about time to talk with the Doctor about what's gone on... I reckon he's probably got his own words on the subject already, if I know 'im.
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[9 Jul 09\10:29pm] |
Alright, so we've made it to the music hall without a fuss. That's good. I've been shot at and attacked by worst beasties than these, but that doesn't make it any bit more pleasant. Victoria will feel a wee bit safer here I should hope, not to mention that roommate of hers. Couldn't stand the thought of leaving her behind and undefended.
No sign of the Doctor just now, so either I haven't run into him or he's just out and about in the thick of things. Aye, probably that bit, if I know him. Say Doctor if ya happen to read this give us an update will ya?
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[29 Jun 09\3:32am] |
OOC: This post is going up in the middle of the night, but really, pretend it went up Sunday afternoon, since Jamie's going to be out with Victoria Sunday evening, and I'm writing as though that hasn't happened yet, thx!
You know what's great? Victoria Waterfield is here, that's what. Tha's enough to make being stranded on even the worst of planets worthwhile. Mind, I'm not comparin' this place to some stinking hell hole or nothin', but I'll take the highlands any day of the week. At least if I was there I could just kill the redcoats I come across and be done with it, what with it being a casualty of war or whatnot instead of just murder--not that those cowards wouldn't hang me for murder anyway. Oh I shouldn't say that they're not all bad in the end.. Well, no, that makes me sound like a bit of a bloodthirsty savage and I'm actually not a bloodthirsty type--but if I hear one more peep about regulations and proper dress I might have to change my stance on that point. I'll be shoving the dress code right up an overtight arse before long.
Forget all that bit. I'm gonna be out shopping for proper swim attire with Victoria tonight. I think that's a bit more important and I'm looking forward--for more than a couple reasons if ya take my meanin'.
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[22 Jun 09\6:48pm] |
This whole internet message posting organization here is right fantastic, it is. I mean, I don't understand a slight bit of it, well that's not true I understand it a tiny bit a little not at all it's magic? no well enough to get by. Technological bits and all that stuff. Not like I haven't been around it before but you know what I mean this being able to talk to everybody and read everythin' like this at the drop of a stroke of the finger on this letter pad--no that's not the name for it at all keyboard... that's somethin' else. Mind you I'm not so good at typing. Not like fingering the pipes one bit.
Oh tha's right I'm here to introduce and whatnot. So you see I'm Jamie McCrimmon and I'm new here--but don't go thinkin' just because I'm new I don't know what's what now! So there. Now how does one make this internet box putt this text stuff up.. now computer, I command you to, um, post... ah I see there's a wee button there... guess I shouldn't of oughta typed all that then..
Oh, so yeah I'm in, oh what was it, Bouvardia West. Don't ask me to go 'n' pronounce that, now. I haven't met much of my quad mates yeah that's the right word, but I can tell one of them is a right horrible git. Reminds me of them stuck up redcoats.
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