Seventh (lack of) sleep note. A picture and later a post.
[The post that appears first is a picture of poor Cameron Waltz from the Arts party. Where he's crying after his fantastic boyfriend Jeff has just serenaded him in public. Anyone who knows Alex knows that she's not the person who would put it up, and as soon as someone mentions it to her, it comes down and is instead replaced with an audio post.]
Yeah, sorry about that. [She assumes people 1. know that she wasn't the one who did it and 2. that the person who did it is gonna hear holy hell for it. Hear holy hell and also do penance which is what the rest of this post is about.]
While I've been living in America since college, I'm definitely a Canadian at heart. And in Canada, we have a proper Thanksgiving Holiday while America is celebrating Columbus day. [Yeah, the distaste in her voice for that "holiday" is totally palpable.] And before anyone makes a crack about copying America, our Thanksgiving started in 1578 and was made an official government holiday in 1879. For Americans playing along at home, that's 50 years before Plymouth Rock, and something like 90 before it became a federal holiday in America.
So, I'm inviting people to stop by tomorrow for turkey and stuffing and all the stuff that goes along with a proper Canadian Thanksgiving. We're not going to do a sit down dinner, not really, given that it's a Monday, but we're gonna have food and proper pumpkin pie which is not custardy and Nanaimo bars which are. I'm making them. I'm making them right now actually but don't worry, I've been making them since I was like ten. It's the only thing I can make other than coffee.
[Literally the only thing, because Alex burns toast.]
Yeah, sorry about that. [She assumes people 1. know that she wasn't the one who did it and 2. that the person who did it is gonna hear holy hell for it. Hear holy hell and also do penance which is what the rest of this post is about.]
While I've been living in America since college, I'm definitely a Canadian at heart. And in Canada, we have a proper Thanksgiving Holiday while America is celebrating Columbus day. [Yeah, the distaste in her voice for that "holiday" is totally palpable.] And before anyone makes a crack about copying America, our Thanksgiving started in 1578 and was made an official government holiday in 1879. For Americans playing along at home, that's 50 years before Plymouth Rock, and something like 90 before it became a federal holiday in America.
So, I'm inviting people to stop by tomorrow for turkey and stuffing and all the stuff that goes along with a proper Canadian Thanksgiving. We're not going to do a sit down dinner, not really, given that it's a Monday, but we're gonna have food and proper pumpkin pie which is not custardy and Nanaimo bars which are. I'm making them. I'm making them right now actually but don't worry, I've been making them since I was like ten. It's the only thing I can make other than coffee.
[Literally the only thing, because Alex burns toast.]

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When, exactly, were you planning on telling me about this?
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Also it's Alex with a fair amount of custard powder on her shirt and cheek.]
When exactly did you use my phone to upload a picture of Cam crying to the network?
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[Clearly her indignation is invalid.
He crosses to the refrigerator and pours himself a drink.]
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[There's a pause before he continues further. He intentionally doesn't make this part private, hoping a certain someone will know what he's referring to.]
You really should try to show Richard the proper amount of emotional response at his greeting. His raging masculinity is clearly discontent with his status in your relationship to the point of childish jealousy.
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What's Satinalia?
[And then privating with a groan.]
Oh god, what did he do now?
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And Richard seems to have borrowed your telephone.
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I hope you're not inviting whoever the fuck is third-grade enough to post someone else's picture on the network.
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It's being handled.
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What's that even mean, 'it's being handled'?
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[She has no idea what those are. Or could possibly BE.]
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Please ignore the white powder all over her. Cooking is hard.]
They're sort of like a cross between a cookie and a chocolate bar? The base is cookie crumbs and chocolate and coconut and walnuts and then it's got a custard level and then it's covered in chocolate and is amazing.
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That sounds fantastic. You have my interest.
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He's also not sure what to do about the protective impulse that hits him when he sees Cam's upset broadcast for the network to see, so hey! He'll just ignore it!
He's stilling to voice at the moment tho, thank, because he doesn't feel like another round of "whose face is it anyway." ]
That's very generous of you. I hope you have someone to assist with the things you haven't been making since you were ten?
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I had no idea Thanksgiving was such a contentious topic between Canadians and Americans.
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[Because there's being an asshole, and then there's being an asshole. Pranking people is all well and good, but there are lines you don't cross and to Hawke, whoever did that crossed it. Leapt over it, really.]
Childish idiocy aside, that does sound delicious. I'll come by and sample, like, everything. Twice. Even those bars, whatever they are. [Hawke's not a picky eater. If it looks edible, she'll eat it.] Though... if those are the only things you can make, then how are you making the rest of the dinner?
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I'm making desert, Richard is making dinner. He's the cook here. But the bars are a chocolate, cookie crumb, coconut, walnut base with a custard middle and chocolate on the top.
They're amazing.
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[It's not really much of a thing in Thedas and if it is, it only exists up north, well out of Hawke's reach.]
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I would love to come for dinner.
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[Swearing and angry baking, a sure sign of a quite furious Alex Reagan.]
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I'm far more forgiving of children.
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Aleeeex. I don't wanna have to fight your boyfriend. Why's he being such a dick?
[ PS he's stoned sorry. ]
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[Well, she could, but honestly, she didn't want to. It's clear that she's pissed about this too.]
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What in the world is your [ the faintest hint of a pause ] friend playing at?
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I honestly don't know. I mean, I know what it's not. It's not about him making fun of a man for having an emotion or homophobia or anything else like this. He's an asshole but he's... Like tripling down on it now, since we got back from the woods.
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There's something going on, I just don't know what.
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