Life goes on

Life goes on

Life goes on

Life goes on

Ever wonder what happened to the crew all those unblogged years? The strings held us together, and we lived on. A lot of things around us changed, but most of us stayed the same. Well, there’s a bit of yellowing, which is a sure sign of maturity. It’s hard to pick up from where we last left off so why look back? Let me begin now.

December 3. Today is my birthday. It’s been 12 years since my first entry.

Life goes on
I’m now legally a father. I adopted a child that was supposed to be Lugosi’s daughter.

Lugosi was reluctantly reunited to his long-lost brother, a lawyer who is rumored to have “strange abilities”.

The aforementioned lawyer is responsible for the disappearance of Lobo.

After Lobo went missing, Manx left Mistula to write pop songs.

Life goes on“Uno! The party’s about to start!”

Life goes on“Five minutes. I’ll just finish this.”

Life goes on

She made ballads for money and the moneyed Antonio Antonio, who sang them for Magpie.

Not that Magpie cared for love songs. She was too busy helping Veritas code an app that tracked down terrorist intelligence cells. It also somehow helps motorists avoid traffic.

Veritas laundered her ill-gotten wealth by putting up a preschool.

My little girl goes to that preschool, where she meets a lot of new friends.

Life goes on“DUDE! If you make us wait any longer, the stripper inside your birthday cake will suffocate and die, so like, tara na!”

Life goes on“No shit?”

Life goes on

Gotta go now. More details soon! Bye!

PS. Tell me who to write about next! Leave a comment!