because of very strange occurrences, i'm locking up most of my entries.
you'll probably only see videos or maybe even pictures publicly.
madelleine peabody's telephone time
"the time has come," the walrus said, "to talk of many things"...
- hidden home
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miss_peabody- December 11th, 2020
because of very strange occurrences,
i'm locking up most of my entries.
you'll probably only see videos or maybe even pictures publicly.
- LJ, we have to talk...
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- August 25th, 2011
- switcheroony?
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- August 22nd, 2011
is anyone on wordpress?
- the summer of hiatus, pt.2
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- August 22nd, 2011
- the summer of hiatus, pt.1
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- August 12th, 2011
when the fall and pilot television seasons are over, production goes into hiatus, leaving Level 3 Post a ghost town during the summer. that's when they start kicking some of into hiatus or mandatory vacation until the workload picks up again. this year, i was one of them, and i was determined to turn hiatus into ( the best summer ever. )
- Day 21 – Another moment, in great detail
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- August 10th, 2011
i walked up the stairs to my apartment and took out my keys. i do this every single day, but at that very moment, the sight of my bottle opener keychain took me back to the night of becky's chinese new year dinner. he was looking for an opener for his tall bottle of taiwan beer. i offered mine, and when i leaned over to crack it open i felt a buzz at the back of my neck that tingled all the way to my cheeks. we weren't strangers, but there was something very different about this encounter.
- dream sequence
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- July 5th, 2011
he was half seahorse. his skin was translucent, and visible in his knuckles were small black orbs. it looked like he had seeds in his joints. when i asked him what they were, he simply replied, "our children."
- Day 08 – A moment, in great detail
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- June 10th, 2011
we were out in the living room in our underwear with a blanket wrapped cozily around us while we played the old x-men arcade game on ps3. there was a moment where i paused to take a look at everything in slow motion. he was adorable, and we were playing one of my favorite childhood arcade games. nothing could've been better. that's when a sentinal took me down and killed me.
- march was fair at best, pt. 3
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- June 10th, 2011
26 going on 87. a little late to be making another march update, yeah? march was one of the most exciting months this year so far, and every month following has had a tough time contending. i had myself a geriatric-themed birthday party. featured atop were the two best dressed of the night -- old greg and gramma mandy.
we had ourselves a good ol' fashioned dance party. if facebook allowed you to embed their videos, you'd have a more flavorful taste of the crazy that went down that night. if you have facebook (which i would commend you for if you don't), catch it here. i believe roomie yumi made the video public, but i'm not sure if that just makes it viewable to people i'm not friends with or to non-fb users as well.
the theme actually had nothing to do with my "feeling older" or "becoming an old woman" and had everything to do with how much i like old things. thrifting for old decor gradually went from party shopping to seeking permanent fixtures for my apartment. and well, i have this reoccurring character of a new jersian middle-aged woman who likes to emerge every now and again. she even showed up to the party a little earlier than expected thanks to boxed wine.
- march was fair at best, pt. 2
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- May 6th, 2011
i went to joshua tree for rion and josh's birthdays. there is never a dull moment with this gang. we climbed rocks, gazed at a glitter-spilled sky, turned operation into a drinking game (the worst idea ever, mind you), cooked fancy meals, hiked the deserts and whispered to horses.
we rented the most adorable little house complete with trailers, roller skates, board games, bb guns, a fire pit, a wine bottle wall and good times.
