urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reportingly → Rochelle → Rochelle 2010-01-13T09:05:14Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reportingly:1468 2010-01-13T09:05:14Z 2010-01-13T09:05:14Z Okay, playing house in the 50s? Not all it's cracked up to be, I have to admit.<br /><br />Now, don't get me wrong, I'm not missing the zombies everywhere, but I do miss home... I think I need to find something to occupy myself here. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reportingly:1012 2009-12-27T21:59:23Z 2009-12-27T21:59:23Z Okay, I don't know what is going on here. Don't get me wrong, it's great and all that I'm not having to kill zombies right and left...<br /><br /><span style="font-size: smaller;">[A pause as she takes a breath, trying to calm that knot twisting tighter in her stomach.]</span><br /><br />But sweet Lincoln's <em>mullet</em>, I know for a fact I'm not married! A girl remembers these types of things! These aren't my clothes, things, or photos and this isn't my house.<br /><br />So if you kind ladies and/or gentlemen don't mind, can I just have my old clothes and be sent back to where you took me from?