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Edited by GastonRabbit on Nov 11th 2022 at 8:59:38 AM
Now I want to go for a walk, though I have nowhere to go but this subdivision. Unless I want to cross at the traffic light.
Heapers’ HangoutI just got an e-mail from an attorney saying that I have inherited 5 million dollars from some guy I never heard of. The attorney's name? David Mark
How stupid do they think I am?!?!?!
He who fights bronies should see to itthat he himself does not become a brony. And if you gaze for long into an abyss, Pinkie Pie gazes AlsoMaybe I'll open my blinds so I can better see the lightning.
"I can't imagine what Hell will have in store, but I know when I'm there, I won't wander anymore."Meh, my mother is insisting that I not walk up the main road in the dark and I'm not feeling confident enough to pull the "well I'm 20 and I'm doing it anyway" card.
Perhaps I'll just walk somewhere random tonight and I'll walk to Meijer tomorrow.
Heapers’ HangoutThat's a dumb reason. Sorry mate.
Just remembered that I still haven't seen the new Doctor Who. Guess I'll watch that in a moment.
"I can't imagine what Hell will have in store, but I know when I'm there, I won't wander anymore."Oh I should still probably do a quick review of my notes before my final tomorrow, buuut I have like fifty pages or more of notes to look at so fuck that.
edited 10th May '11 6:20:37 PM by LuckyRevenant
"I can't imagine what Hell will have in store, but I know when I'm there, I won't wander anymore."Totally not posting my phone number here.
Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love you guys, but...
One of my few regrets about being born female is the inability to grow a handlebar mustache. -LandstanderI'm pretty sure the only tropers who have my number are Kris, my girlfriend, and Solstace, who isn't here anymore. I've considered asking other tropers for numbers but man I hate talking on teh phone so fuck that.
"I can't imagine what Hell will have in store, but I know when I'm there, I won't wander anymore."Actually, maybe there's a person or two I could trust with my number...
...hmm.
...The idea still makes me a little uneasy...
One of my few regrets about being born female is the inability to grow a handlebar mustache. -LandstanderI don't have a phone, so there's that against you, peeps. That and the faact that I want everybody to hear me in a voice that isn't mine, so...you're never gonna get my number, fellas.
edited 10th May '11 6:26:21 PM by juancarlos
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