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Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
14 March 2011 @ 03:26 pm
When Mal comes back from his tour tonight, he's going to come home. I'm meeting him at the airport and he's coming home with me.
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Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
24 November 2010 @ 12:45 am
Mal and I are coming home!!
Current Mood: ecstaticecstatic
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
01 November 2010 @ 07:19 pm
Oh dear god I am still hungover from Serenity's Halloween party.

Have to say though, hearing Serenity play again? Most beautiful thing ever.
Current Mood: okayokay
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
12 October 2010 @ 09:43 pm
Okay, I'm calmed down enough not to want to actively seek out revenge, but I'm still livid.

Mal's mother told him I had gone through with a dissolution of our union. Mal sent me papers in case I wanted to, but I ripped them up. He's my husband and I love him. And she lied to him to keep him from me and now he is god knows where, thinking I don't love him anymore, which is one of the worst things I could imagine.

I hired a PI though, to go looking for him. I hope this works. I've had enough of this.
Current Mood: irateirate
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
10 October 2010 @ 08:36 pm
Usually I'm okay. I'm surviving. And then sometimes I realise that I haven't seen my husband since September, and it breaks my heart all over again.

This wasn't supposed to be how it would go.

Fuck you, Frankie O'Reilly.
Current Mood: crappycrappy
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
01 October 2010 @ 09:20 pm

Mal was in Whitehead with his parents and Frankie's friends beat the shit out of him and he was in hospital for five days or something and then Mal's parents KICKED HIM OUT OF HOME AGAIN and now they don't know where he is


Current Mood: frustratedfrustrated
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
27 September 2010 @ 07:08 pm
I got divorce papers (dissolution of marriage papers, whatever) from Mal's lawyer and I tore them up and threw them away. He is not killing my marriage like he killed Frankie.

I'm so angry with him. I panicked. Frankie tried to kill me again and then there was a gun aimed at me and someone died right beside me and I saw Mal act in ways he hasn't acted in years and I fucking panicked and now he's run off. When he married me, he promised to stay with me and now he's fucking up. I'm angry, but I'm not giving up. We can fix it if he would just come home instead of running away like this.

I get why he runs. He was kicked out of his home and for a long time he had nowhere. Which is terrifying, but it also means you aren't tied to any specific place. He always hated being inside for long periods of time because it's too confining. He likes to be out and moving. Of course he would run. When you have stability taken away, you move on.

Doesn't mean I'm not pissed off. And the pissed off is saving me from curling up and dying, so...all in all, this is better.

I am going to kick his arse when I do find him. After I barricade him in somewhere so he can't run off again.

Goddammit, Malachy, you see what you do to me? I love you, you idiot. Come home.
Current Mood: angryangry
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
20 September 2010 @ 09:51 pm
...Mal transferred every single one of our accounts to just my name and he gave me all of his percentage of ownership in the shelter. Peter called me to say he left.

My husband left me. He left me. The note said I could be expecting divorce papers in the mail I could sign if I wanted.

If I wanted!? If I want to divorce Mal?! My husband. My other half. He's just gone and I don't know where he is-

I have to go vomit.
Current Mood: stressedstressed
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
31 May 2010 @ 04:57 am
My husband just brought me two dozen roses! Out of the blue! I love them! I am such a woman, wheee!

Mal, you are made of wonder, and I love you. Thank you!
Current Mood: lovedloved
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
01 May 2010 @ 05:58 pm
I wanted to have this conversation with you in person, but when I get frustrated or upset, I can't think which means I can't really speak.

Eamon, where the hell are you? You left the other day and you haven't been back. And when you were here, I told you Adrina was upset, but you were too goddamn drunk to notice. And now that (hopefully) you're sober, you can't come over to see why?

I've never really been disappointed in you before, so apparently this is what it feels like. I don't like it. Eamon, you're fucking up. Fix it.
Current Mood: annoyedannoyed
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
19 April 2010 @ 04:25 am
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Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
02 April 2010 @ 03:40 am
My students started a collection and they gave me money! They said they miss me and I got a beautiful card and chocolates and I am so touched.

Current Mood: chipperchipper
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
27 March 2010 @ 12:58 am
Adrina told me you went with her when she left London while I was unconscious. I get that and I'm not mad...hell, I'm glad she had someone there with her. I just still feel upset you weren't with me. And I know that's dumb and silly and pointless because I'm both glad and sad in equal proportions... But it's how I feel.

Beyond all of that, I love you. How are you, Eamon? You did ask Mum and Dad for food, right?
Current Mood: guiltyguilty
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
25 March 2010 @ 05:22 pm
Hi. So Flynn's brother Frankie tried to kill me, but I didn't let him. I did, however, come out of the altercation with a hole in my guts, a lost fake eyeball (better than losing the other one...) and a traumatic brain injury. I've been assessed (and I feel like a science experiment) and apparently it's not so severe. Sometimes I might say the wrong word, which will be REALLY helpful in classes. Apparently I'm being forced to take the rest of the semester off, yay less money :|. Mostly though, I've just been feeling really, really sick. They said it should get better. Key word in there is SHOULD. So they HOPE I won't have aphasia and feel sick to my stomach forever. Though it'll be easier when my guts don't also ache from the lovely hole Frankie made.

Anyway, enough complaining. I have a husband who came back from his tour for me and he and my best friend and my brother sat by my bedside while I was unconscious. And they have barely left me since, unless I was with Mal or my parents, and I have my parents. All four of them. This is the first time in a long time I feel I can truly say that. And hey, I'm still alive. Which is pretty goddamn awesome.

Mal is currently reading over this to make sure I didn't put strange words in, though it doesn't quite work that way. It just takes me longer to type when I can't think of the word. (I had a problem with 'quite' which was mostly unnecessary...*sigh*)

I'm going to go cuddle my Booster and then make Mal do things for me because I'm too busy whining in a pitiful way. ("I don't want to get up, can you get me my tea? My abdomen hurts!" Ayways works! ;)
Current Mood: relievedrelieved
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
09 February 2010 @ 09:17 pm
In Dublin in 2001, a boy I loved turned to me and asked if I could be anywhere, where would I be right then. AT that exact moment in time, I was in an abandoned building huddled up beside that boy I loved, trying so hard to keep the warmth in. I was hungry and scared and freezing and so was he. To keep ourselves warm, I suggested that I would quite like to be somewhere in the Bahamas. Somewhere on a tiny island where everyone knows each other and it's never cold. Where everyone helps each other. A place where no one walks by you, pretending they don't see you. Where you can drink fruity drinks with umbrellas in, and eat all day long and lie in the sun and sprawl in the water.

Eight years later, that same boy, who I still love more than anything, asked me where I'd like to go for our honeymoon and my answer, strangely enough, was the same.

This is where we're staying: http://www.hopetownlodge.com/oceanfront/oceanfrontcottages.htm

It's warm and wonderful. The island has 300 people on it, and every single one of them has been amazingly friendly. Mal is learning to paddle surf, and we went crabbing. We drive a boat around the island, which only takes about a half an hour to walk around. The water is so clear blue, and I'm fairly sure I've never been so well fed in all my life.

Also, seeing my tough and manly husband drinking a pink, island concoction with an umbrella in is very amusing. I love it here.

Current Mood: happyhappy
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
29 January 2010 @ 10:26 am
You're busy and I wanted to get this down so I don't forget.

I never considered the fact that Eamon might be floundering. He's unhappy in his career and he's happy with Adrina, but he feels like he can't express that... He doesn't seem to go out as much as he used to. He doesn't have as many friends as he used to. I was too happy myself to notice that maybe he's not...

God, am I the worst brother?
Current Mood: embarrassedembarrassed
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
10 January 2010 @ 07:59 pm
I haven't been able to book in for a blood-letting because of everything else going on in this Winter Wonderland. You think they would need blood right now, but they're too busy to take it. Which means that I have a wedding in exactly thirteen days, and the joint pain is slowly creeping it's way in. Stupid genetic disease.

Someone come bleed me. I'm serious.

(Okay, not really serious, unless you're a nurse...)
Current Mood: soresore
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
03 January 2010 @ 12:57 pm
Mal, Deirdre and I are in Whitehead. And oh dear GOD it's slightly terrifying being back here. I'm in the room I grew up in, which my parents apparently turned in to "throw everything into it" room. Which is weird, because my parents keep everything else in the house immaculate... Anyway, Deirdre and I are going to spend the night here. My mother is trying to rope Deirdre into playing card games and Dermot is actually cooing over Deirdre's twins. Apparently I get my uterus from him. Who knew... They're actually pleased I'm marrying Mal. After years and years of not being accepted and not being allowed to have my Mal eat here while he was caring for me after I was hurt, because he was 'filth' (oh that's quoting), having their approval is pretty special.

Mal is staying at his parents' house tonight. They're actually talking and it's good. Because like hell I would have let him stay there if they weren't being kind to him. It's really encouraging. They said sorry. You know. As you should when you subjecting your child to starvation on the streets of Dublin/London for six fucking years. We went into his room and they had kept it exactly the same. It was eerie. His pictures of Velvet Goldmine and Leonardo DiCaprio (he's going to kill me for that one!) and his old guitar...some of the songs we had written together. It was...really strange. Stranger for him to know that that place existed even after they made him leave it. He'll be okay though. They all will. It was good that we came.

And by the way, we're looking at having the union performed in about three weeks because after that things get hectic for Mal, band-wise. And already I'm going to have to plan things while he's in freaking Disneyland!

Oh my god, I'm Bridezilla!! Because, let's face it, I'm certainly not the groom...
Current Mood: pleasedpleased
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
01 January 2010 @ 06:20 pm
I'm going to get married*

Mal came home from Spain and he was all grinning and silly and happy and he said he wanted to do it soon and so we will! This doesn't mean we have a plan yet. Or, you know...any idea of when we will have one. But we have happiness. Please share it with us!

This is just...the best way to start a year, ever. And love is wonderful. And I'm so lucky.

* Or whatever!
Current Mood: ecstaticecstatic
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
08 December 2009 @ 08:12 pm
Did you know that when you only have one eye, you can't see 3-D movies anymore? I did not realise this and I went to see Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs today to cheer myself up and I got the glasses and sat down and I had the popcorn and the ridiculously expensive soda that my rockstar boyfriend had to pay for, and all I saw was a vaguely comedic blur.

Stupid one eyeball.
Current Mood: annoyedWorried
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
21 November 2009 @ 09:08 pm
My Mal is back! He's back and I can see him! I'm so happy. Even if he's a big baby and he fell asleep, which means I can't sex him for the 284783920532nd time.

I showed him the shelter and he was so moved I think he almost cried. It's good. It's really good. And a few people have moved in and they're doing well. It's so good to have done something like this. Mum is loving working there too, which is awesome! We're going back later tonight to help out with dinner, which means Mal better wake up soon!

I don't think Adrina and Eamon have ventured out of her room since we got back! Dirty muffins! His face while she was on stage though? Priceless. I love that my big brother is happy. I love that he's happy with my best friend.

I love everything right now!
Current Mood: pleasedpleased
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
04 November 2009 @ 07:42 pm
I went over to visit Thomas and James this afternoon because I was bored and lonely and everyone else was busy and I just made myself sound incredibly losery. I had a day off from the shelter and Uni... Anyway, Thomas and James were dancing and then we were going to eat waffles and Thomas disappeared. I guess it was a good thing I was there, because the idea of James being alone isn't pleasant. Though maybe if he would have been alone, Thomas wouldn't have disappeared. I'd like to think so. Either way, I spent the afternoon with James instead. We ate waffles and went to the park and then we went to a bookstore and I might have spoiled him a little.

Uncle Quinn likes to spoil with the written word!

It was a really good day, even if I do miss my friend.
Current Mood: contentcontent
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
26 October 2009 @ 09:47 pm
Anyone wanna see photos of my pussy?!?!?!Collapse )

HAHAHA! I might be just a little bit drunk but I can type even if I am doing it very slowly. And also the shelter is done and I had some fumes with Eamon :D He is the best brother EVER and I love Mal.
Current Mood: bouncybouncy
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
14 October 2009 @ 03:38 pm

And my vision is FINE!

When I get home, no one disturb me for a little while. I'll be looking at photos of Mal, and you won't like what you walk in on.
Current Mood: bouncybouncy
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
04 October 2009 @ 05:46 pm
This is Flynn but I am typing for Quinn because he wants you all to know he is bored of being blind and he misses the internet. He also says he is pleased because his parents are moving up here soon. We found a house for them and that means they can be here while I'm gone.

He is also pouting because I am going off on a short tour before going on a long one, and he's really cute when he pouts.

Seriously, you should all see it.

Now he says this isn't my journal and I should stop editorialising. Mean.
Current Mood: naughtynaughty
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
25 September 2009 @ 07:14 pm
Shuld I be worried that my vision has been blurry for days in the one eye I have left? Because Idonotwanttobeblind....
Current Mood: depresseddepressed
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
12 September 2009 @ 08:42 pm
My parents are starting to freak me out.

Not in a bad way, just in a...they've been here a week and a half and they actually do have jobs way. They are not wealthy people. Eamon had to pitch in to help me pay uni fees (something I didn't know until a few months ago) so I don't know how they're taking all this time off. They say it's because of the accident, but they were here before that. And I love their presence, don't get me wrong. My parents are some of my favourite people in the world. If they lived here and I saw them everyday, I would be thrilled. But they don't. They can't afford to move.

They're having issues with Eamon and I both living here now, and if they don't go home soon I'm worried they won't even be able to afford that. More things to worry about, joy.
Current Mood: worriedworried
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
06 September 2009 @ 04:13 pm
My brother saved my life. Or so I have decided.

There was a car accident, and someone slammed into us. Eamon was hurt worse than I was, but I was trapped. The car hit on my side and crumpled it and the seatbelt buckle was somewhere in there. Poor Eamon hit his head and he hit the steering wheel and he still tried to wrestle me out of the car. While another car was apparently going up in flames. According to the police, the way I was slumped, they wouldn't have seen me so quickly if Eamon hadn't been trying to pull me out. Everyone else involved...except the poor soul who died on impact, had run away in case the cars exploded. I think they would have assumed I wasn't in there... The flames were pretty close and Eamon got burned, and my skin is also feeling a little tender...like a sunburn. A minute more and it would have been bad. But they saw us and cut me loose and then my brave brother fainted into the fire, but he was lucky and it wasn't bad.

We were both lucky.
Current Mood: mellowmellow
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
31 August 2009 @ 01:56 pm
Parents are here, and they seem much calmer now. Though now my Susanna-mum is jealous and oy VEY sometimes it feels like it'll never end.

My TAing starts again soon, and I'm already doing additional reading for my thesis as well. Academic efforts are quite grand to focus on when some other stuff seems a bit mad and crazy.

I love my parents. Seventy-five percent of them, anyway, and the other 25% we're working on. But sometimes I wonder if they don't need someone around to calm THEM down and help them work through things.
Current Mood: confusedconfused
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
28 August 2009 @ 08:30 am
Eamon, I have a message for you.

Apparently you made an impression on himCollapse )

Just had to pass that one along.
Current Mood: deviousdevious
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
23 July 2009 @ 08:22 pm
We have a place for the shelter! And funding! And a name! But most importantly, a place! Everything's been approved and we're being registered and blahlahlah and at the moment we have to look into permanent staff. I have to interview people. Like I know how to do that. I asked Liz to help me and she got all excited and started making one of her Lists. Yes. Capital L. She's brill.

I love Adrina and her mind is made of cogs and awesomeness. That was a steampunk reference in case people are like "wtf...?"

I miss Mal. Major duh.

Booster decided he likes to take his toys to the top of the stairs and then lie in wait and when you walk under him, he pushes them over the ledge from several stories up. And then he laughs his cat laugh. Booster's a freakin' ninja.

I'm starving. Must eat. Too busy.
Current Mood: hungryhungry
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
20 July 2009 @ 01:33 pm
My Mal is gone!! And I've turned into a weeping girl. No really, I cried in Eamon's lap. An experience I think he's wishing he could forget.

I love that he gets to do this and I'm so proud of him, but I really look forward to when it's all over.
Current Mood: sadsad
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
16 July 2009 @ 09:27 pm
You told me not to call and I am trying so hard to honour that request. But it's more difficult than I ever thought it would be. I miss you and it sucks. It sucks because I feel like I've done something wrong, though I don't know that I would have done things differently, and I hate that.

Most of all, I'm realising how much you mean to me. How, in just six months, I've gone from meeting you to loving you. I wish you knew how very easy and wonderful it is to love you. You're such a light in my world and I'm scared I'm going to lose that light. I'm scared I'll lose the friend I can ring at three in the morning when I'm away from home, because I can't sleep. Scared I'll lose the friend I make notes on anything I find to write on so I can remember to tell you EVERYTHING over dinner at the end of the day. Scared to lose the friend I can curl up with on the sofa and eat crappy food with and make jokes at the telly without feeling even the slightest bit of worry or unease.

If you're upset, I understand. I'll give you space. I just needed to say how much I love and miss you. It's not meant to be a guilt trip. Take as much time as you need. I wouldn't begrudge someone I loved of that.
Current Mood: thoughtfulthoughtful
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
12 July 2009 @ 09:04 pm
Uhm...Mal convinced me I'm an idiot. I'm sorry I panicked. And I know you won't see this right away or reply, but when you do see it, know I love you. I just hate Amaris and she's taken so much from me and I hate the thought of losing you too, Adrina.

So I'm not moving out. And I'm not mad. And I'm incredibly sorry. So very, very sorry. I'll see you when you get back.
Current Mood: embarrassedembarrassed
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
12 July 2009 @ 07:58 pm
Don't call you? You know what, fine. Like this is my fucking fault.

I'll move out.
Current Mood: pissed offpissed off
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
12 July 2009 @ 12:46 pm
Eamon, Adrina and I were talking to the shops last night and we ran in to Amaris. I thought we were dead, but she was afraid of us. She said she didn't want to go back to the hospital again and she just wants to leave London. And then she flew away. You know. In front of my housemate and brother who had no idea what was going on.

Awesome. But we didn't die, so...silver lining. I think she's serious too. She has no reason to be afraid of me. She knows she can crumple me like paper from past experience. And she still fucked off. I called Peter when things calmed down, but she's probably halfway to Cuba by now.

I added Eamon and Adrina to this filter so I'm not hiding things anymore. I think they're pretty angry with me. Which I hate. I didn't tell them who healed me after my ordeal, because I thought that should be up to you...I did say it was an angel. What happened that day she attacked me is here which I feel I should link because now my brother knows exactly what happened to me that day. I feel like shit that he didn't know until now. I tried to explain about angels and demons and.... It was...ergh.

But we're not dead.
Current Mood: crappycrappy
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
08 July 2009 @ 10:07 pm
My parents are crazy! In the best way, of course, but they keep taking me shopping for things I don't need. Hey, Adrina, we now have a lifetime supply of pudding. Apparently they're terrified I'm going to starve. I've told them I'm fine, but to be honest I don't know if I can express how much I appreciate them doing things like this. Even if they are both mad as hatters.

With stupid, perfect genes. Exhibit OnlyCollapse )

Me? Haemachromatosis, short, weird head. Eamon? Just lounging around, still managing to look incredible, tall, not...weird head...

Damn my real parents and their stupid dodgy genes!

Eamon is patting me as if to say " there there". Thanks, man. THANKS!

Disclaimer: I am not really upset, I am teasing him. It's fun!
Current Mood: amusedamused
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
03 July 2009 @ 03:55 pm
It's my birthday! And I'm awake for it! And 23!

And awake!!

I have to go find some clothes, I'm hideous!
Current Mood: crazycrazy
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
28 June 2009 @ 05:04 pm
My Mal is amazing.

I'm feeling nostalgic and fucking crappy today. And I was reading Mal's journal from start to finish because he's just...the change there is incredible. And at the core of all of it is this amazing heart. Even in his first post. And being so surprised people cared about him. Talking about his fears... Oh Mal... Always caring for others.

And then I read he had done the same while I was suffering my...lesser mental capacities... And he linked my words like they meant something.

There was the time he wished me a happy birthday though I had no way to know what day it was. And this. I have no way to remember being chased by a mad goose. But just reading it...I know those months I lost, he was with me. Pushing me up hills and reading to me...he was with me. This kills me. My poor Mal.

All of it...it reminds me I'm lucky. We're lucky. I won't take it for granted and I won't forget.
Current Mood: lovedloved
Quinn Sebastian Wakefield
17 June 2009 @ 06:33 pm

I left you there to keep her safe, not to sleep with her! What is wrong with you?!
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