I'm Bored

Too confining. Too....content.

I don't like it.

Hmph. A day honoring mothers and none of my numerous children are here and only one of my children's fathers are. How annoying. Endymion would owe me 50 presents I believe.

Zeus you owe me something, since you're the only one here.

The adult version of Easter: Wearing feather boas and drinking chocolate wine. Mmm..happy....whatever the hell mortals are celebrating today.

I think I'd like some chocolate covered strawberries to go along with it. And pink champagne. Pity most of my clients are busy with their families.

I've decided it's not much fun being a boy. Oh sure, the sex is still delightful, but watching women fight over me isn't nearly as entertaining as watching men. Women are so sneaky about it, it's boring. Give me broken bottles and flying bar stools any day.

And men don't have nearly enough excuses to wear something sparkly. It's rather boring.

My, my, my. Aren't I gorgeous? If it were possible, I'd date myself. Pity.

I need to borrow one of you manly men with a girly voice. I can't possibly call and cancel my appointments with this sexy man voice of mine. They'd get terribly offended.

Ugh, it's a good thing I sleep during the day, because this disgusting creature that won't shut up would really interfere with my beauty sleep.

Someone go kill it. This building is full of hunters and warriors, why is it not dead yet?

Well, now that the ugly Titan is dead, I do hope this Titan hunting business is over. I'd rather not have to barricade my door, you see, as it is bad for business and I might break a nail. My manicures aren't cheap.

Being the only Titan in such an unfriendly towards Titans building is not at all charming.

Not having the sun in the sky is delightful. I don't miss it at all, I hope it never comes back. I can go out in public without slathering on layers and layers of nasty smelling sun screen. It's vile. People need to figure out a better smelling way to protect their skin, because this is ridiculous.

Now if only there was a way to keep the sun away and the snow as well. Ho hum.

This cold weather business is simply DREADFUL. I'm tired of it and wish for it to be done. Helios, make it go away. You're warm, you fix it.

Eos, my skin is crying. Help me fix it. It despises this nasty weather.

The glowing thing has turned out to be hilariously funny. It's become a game! People are ridiculously gullible.

I miss New Year's Eve. It's only been a week. Mortals need to have more parties like that. The alcohol, the kissing, the fights! Oh the memories.

Phaethon where are you, precious? Come visit your Auntie and show her what you got for Christmas.

Edit: Zelos, come play pirates with Phaethon and I. We're going on a treasure hunt!

My my my, it appears our little complex has become quite the Greek hot spot. Who started sending out brochures, and how much do I get to charge for guests?