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[31 Jul 2019|11:42pm] |
To Do:
Narrative: Jesse/John, past, 1934
Log: Jesse/Death, past, 1911 or 1915
Log: Frank/Johnny, future, zomg!college
Narrative: Waiting for Death throughout the years
Narrative: Mary flies the coop
Narrative: Charity setup
Narrative: Mary has a boy over
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| [OOC: Bandwagon jumping, One Sentence challenge] |
[30 Jun 2015|10:09pm] |
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( All 50 bellow )
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[17 Jun 2015|01:57am] |
Who: Jesse and Frank James
What: Reenactment goodness!
When: June, 2019
Where: James House on Long Island
Notes: Future!fic that I'm just sticking here for the time being because I can. Kind of complete yet incomplete, but if you care to read, feel free! Just a snippet of stuff, because I'm in reenacting mode this weekend.
( I can't go to Gettysburg smelling like Head and Shoulders. )
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[30 Apr 2011|12:14am] |
QUESTIONS? COMMENTS? CONCERNS? LOVE? INTENSE HATRED?
Do tell. Comments screened!
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[17 Nov 2009|03:29pm] |
I found my ten year old reading a magazine containing an article called-- Lord, I can't even bring myself to type that towards polite company-- and she tells me she was just lookin' at the pictures.
Them writers at 'Cosmo', whatever the hell that means, oughta be shot. The hell is this world coming to these days, anyway?
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[08 Nov 2009|06:43pm] |
In the 1950s the paradigm of the American outlaw myth turned from that of the rebel to the psychopath in response to the Red Scare. Naming the outlaw as the psychopath meant that his problems were internal-- mental issues which others had no control over. This meant that instead of blaming the government for their ills and forcing them into their bandit roles (see: Dillinger; Barrow; Parker), their dysfunctions were their own fault and the government bore no responsibility or burden for the creation of these outlaws.
Words I Don't Know
Red Scare
Paradigm
Burden
I don't get it all, but I know my dad's not a psychopath.
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[05 Nov 2009|07:36pm] |
Tomorrow's the day that damned traitor was elected president. War'd go on to start a month or so later and damn if that weren't his fault. Lincoln and that war I'm damn comfortable saying he tore me and mine apart. I could list a whole mess'a things ruined 'cause of that war and him-- that no-good-colored-folk-lovin'-son-of-a-bitch.
I hope he's rotting.
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[20 Oct 2009|12:28pm] |
I knew this before, so I don't want to hear nothing about it. Just sometimes, you wake up in the morning and really know somethin's 'bout to be different about your life. Ain't like I woke up this mroning and only just realised Laura was pregnant or nothing. No. It weren't like that. I just-- I woke up this morning and I was laying next to Laura and I kept feelin' something against my back. Turned over and I came to figure it was them two kids, kicking at Laura and me since I was leanin' all over her.
I've felt 'em kick before, but not like this. Made me realise, they're actually coming. Real soon, too. I feel like we ain't ready in the least even though every weekend we've both been drivin' ourselves half crazy trying to fix everything. I'm still worried that somethin' gonna happen once they're born. I can't help it, even though I know it's different this time around. Does me good to feel 'em kicking around like that, though. They seem healthy.
Hell, we still don't have names. All I can do is joke about namin' them after Quantrell, but I'm only doing it 'cause I can't think of nothing else. We need to work that out, I reckon.
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[12 Oct 2009|11:26pm] |
I am writing a goddamned check for the goddamned amount of $68,200 for my kids to learn long division and the goddamned state capitals. When I went to school it was one room and every grade went to school together, and it damn well didn't never cost $34,000 for an eight year old to get his learning.
Something's wrong with this city sometimes, I swear.
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[02 Oct 2009|09:14am] |
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Mary and I are gonna be Aunt Bonnie and Mister Clyde for Halloween, I think if mom and dad let us! It's way better than Xena. That's cool, right Aunt Bonnie? Uncle Johnny, I was gonna dress like you, but dad told me not to ask mom for that one 'cause she's pregnant and calls from the principal at school and the PTA would make her really stressed right now. Next year when she's not pregnant I'll go as you though, okay? 'Cause then it'll be okay to stress mom out again. And when are you gonna come and visit? I still want to see a reenactment. You too Aunt Bonnie, Mary wants to show you her fencing things.
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[30 Sep 2009|10:00am] |
[Blocked from Laura]
I never did see Zee much when she was pregnant with the twins or Mary. Few months at a time here and there when I'd stop by after a job. But I remember enough of what she looked like, I reckon. I remember she was beautiful. I remember I liked it 'cause she never had the time to keep her hair up, so it was always falling down here'n there. That never did happen a lot back then, even if I asked her to do it regular. Then I remember the way she moved and how she always said it was like a whale, even though she'd never seen the ocean a day in her life. 'Cept I didn't think she looked or moved nothing like that.
I still don't with Laura. They look-- is it wrong I think they look 'zactly alike these days/ I try not to put much store in omens, but it's almost eerie, them looking as similar in this condition as they do. I still get nervous, even though Laura says the doctor says everything's fine. I still know what happened last time, even if the rest of 'em ain't lived it. I want these kids and I'm scared. Can't help it, even if I shouldn't be.
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The missus and I're disagreeing on proper names for a boy and a girl. Quantrell's obviously a good strong name for a boy and the kid's little brother agrees with me. It's the girls we gotta get on our side. From what Frank's telling me they ain't too taken with Varina after Jefferson Davis' wife neither.
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[07 Sep 2009|01:36am] |
[Locked from Laura]
It was my birthday on the 5th, but we've always celebrated on Labor Day. Means tomorrow I wake up to kids crawling on me with whatever qualifies as breakfast in bed this year. I still don't think Laura ever got that pink lemonade stain outta the sheets from last year.
I reckon I should be more excited? But it's nothing much, just another year, and it ain't like I'm changing much. It goes in cycles, I notice, when I'm involved in something... or with someone. I'm talking 'bout the aging. It's like my body knows I gotta change to blend in, but it only gets up to a point. Oldest I've ever managed to look was two score and ten, and I never was sure if that were much convincing. I might look the age, but there's always someone around to tell me I ain't acting it. Then eventually it resets itself, nearly overnight if you can imagine that. I'm wishing --you got no idea how much-- that it don't reset itself anytime soon. There've been time when I go back to looking near Johnny's age and I can't do that now. I reckon Laura wouldn't put up with it and I wouldn't aim to make her.
I ain't normally this morbid over the day. Just, this is the first year I've had to celebrate with them knowing is all. I probably'd just cancel the whole thing if I had my way, but it's Labor Day and it's the last weekend 'fore the kids gotta go back to school. Tradition, can't ruin it for the rest of 'em.
( Bonnie, Clyde, Robin, Frank, and Johnny )
( Sato )
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[01 Sep 2009|12:58pm] |
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What do you get your dad for his birthday when he's gonna turn 162? He's got everything already.
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| [Mary] |
[15 Aug 2009|02:56pm] |
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I am not wearing a dress.
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[15 Aug 2009|02:51pm] |
Who: Jesse and Frank
What: Discussions of bribery. Something I threw together at 3am and then felt obligated to post so I could then post with Mary >.>
When: Saturday afternoon
Where: James family farm
( Well if she gets to get bribed then I wanna get bribed. )
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[13 Aug 2009|05:49pm] |
Jesse James
The Democratic Party
Santa Claus
Rehab
Columbia
Salvia
You know the drill! Drabble request away.
Also, I keep meaning to do this, but if any of you would like to friend me on LJ, which is my main OOC journal, please feel free :-) I like new friends. I'm Cajun_chick411. Just let me know who you are!
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