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My first post here, which was almost a year ago, was also my only post. Oops. Honestly though, there is a perfectly good reason for it. It's called work. Metropolis never sleeps and there are always stories to tell and truth to dig up. So the past few months, when not attempting a social life, were spent trying to make a name for myself at the Daily Planet.
And not to boost my own ego, spell checks aside, I think I've been doing a good job.
Chloe and I even got to work on a few stories together. With her research and tech skills and my head first into the fray tactics, we're made of win.
And I'm never using that phrase again. (Ok, so maybe I will.)
I'm so far behind in other things I need to do. I still need to head over to the Metro Nexus and renew my license for my sonic screwdriver. I heard that Susan bought a house in Serenity Hills, which I need to see, and I have to start planning now for Christmas. (Let's face it, I'm horrible at presents. I don't see why anyone puts up with me.) I wonder what this year's plans for Thanksgiving are? If I'm bring anything anywhere, I should probably start practicing my nearly non existent cooking skills. (And I don't care what anyone thinks, my rum cake is excellent.)
Were you waiting for me to mention Clark? Well there. I did.
What? He's my business, thank you very much.
I meant it exactly how that sounded.
And I'm not going ramble on about what we do, when we do it, how we do it, or anything else.
I'm also not getting into any drama in life either. This post is a drama free zone. Live it and love it, people.
If we continue on in my strange tale of life as I know it, I'm finally moving out of the apartment above the Talon. (Or I hope to be soon.) I'm looking into getting a place in Metropolis. (The commute is starting to bother me.) Unfortunately, if I can't find what I want in my budget, I'm going to need to get a roommate. That's not something I look forward to.
Now I'm going to go see about dinner. I think take out is in order. Again. I should probably have a tab at that place...
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