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There was a question about thongs. I had to google that one to figure out what a "thong" is and it turns out its this thing that sumo wrestlers wear, but then I had to google what a sumo wrestler was and it kind of freaked me out to see those humans. I mean, they were as big as Bumblebee. Really! REALLY! And now I am the Flash. REALLY!

I don't get it. How can you measure hotness in cups? And promiscuity? Thats more Jazz's thing.

By the way, Beachcomber is going on and on about the universe and how much we are all connected to it and how consciousness is really just an illusion and when we all eventually die we go back to our "mother" or something. I don't know how I like the idea of becoming one with everyone, after life. Does that mean Megatron is going the same place I am? *shudders*

Yesterday was good, surprisingly. After getting up with a hangover, finding out I spazzed out online, and then preparing for really bad weather it turned out okay. Yes the snow was thick but there was no new accumulation and I didn't get stuck or anything and Huffer and the other minibots made sure that the roads were relatively passable. And the sun even came out later on. It made everything look so peaceful and beautiful and quiet and calm.

And there was no trouble. No seekers in sight. Or cassetticons. Not that we have seen much of them since the snows started coming down in December. I don't know how good their internal heaters are but I am sure the cold gives them more of a problem then us carbots. And they probably get stuck in the snow even if they were warm enough. Some of the snow pack is pretty deep and I can't imagine Rumble wearing snowshoes. XD

Smokescreen, even, was okay. He didn't bug me too much with his reports on his stock market investment strategies and broker complaints and other schemes and he actually asked me if I was okay.

I think I am okay.

Today I just have guard duty with Beachcomber so I can check my messages more often, being in the wifi range of Teletraan. Thank you for caring Alphonse, Grimlock, Mikaela, and anyone else reading this.

How embarrassing. When I got out of recharge I had an energon hangover that hurt. Bad. And Wheeljack told me how I offlined myself by the recroom trminal and he had to drag me back to my quarters to sleep it off. And I wrote a journal entry apparently. Oh wow. A bad one. A really bad one. But I can't erase it because then I won't see my words and I won't be able to change if I can't see my mistakes right in front of me. And thats a pretty big mistake, getting drunk on one of my first journal entries. And the whole world will see it too.

So I guess I should apologize. I am sorry world. I am sorry of making a fool of myself.

It doesn't normally happen. Sure, we all get a little energized once in a while but usually its on good terms. Like in a party after a overwhelming victory. Or Spike's birthday. But what I did last night... I think its this journal. Its making face certain things about myself that I have tried to store away in hard to open files.

Should I talk about it? Maybe. Definitely. But not now. I have a patrol shift out around Mt. St. Hillary today and the weather has been unseasonably cold recently so I have to put snow chains on my tires. And not only that, I am patroling with Smokesreen. Hes probably already made a bet on what exactly got me so wasted last night. And that 'Bot doesn't like to lose, even though hes got a good spark. But then, who likes to lose?

Oh, and Mr. Turtle? Since I was so wasted last night I didn't get to show Red Alert your plans on visiting. I will try and do that after my shift, barring any other unforseen events (read: 'Cons).

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****Hey World. Wheeljack here. Sorry, Bluestreak can't finish this... whatever he's on here. He has currently knocked himself out with an energon overcharge and I am dragging him to his quarters. Good night.****

I am surprised how many people I have met so far. DDD seems to have it all. Humans, aliens, robots, talking animals... even a Decepticon *twitch*. But still, I hope I am not coming off as an annoyance. You know, something to run away from and evade like the way people scatter when Wheeljack invents something new and goes out looking for Guinea Pigs.

I know I talk ... a lot. And I AM working on it. Its just... theres IS a reason for it and everytime I am quiet, the sound of the world I once lived in comes back. And the sound isn't pretty or inviting or comforting.

I would like to thank Sunstreaker and Spike for helping me make these icons. I had to make a bunch for this journal so I could "emote" and all because if I didn't people wouldn't want to read my journal. I suppose it might be like a brick wall if I didn't spice it up a little. Sunny knows some photoshop and SPike has the humor down pretty good so I now have a set to choose from each entry.

The Not Prowl icon was my idea, though. I don't know how many times I have been mistaken for that 'bot. I mean, sure, we have a similar chassis form but our paint patterning is completely different! And our personalities! Hes this logical, by-the-datapad kind of mech. I am only logical when a cassetticon crosses my sights.

Shoot it.

Fraggin' cassetticons...

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What? I think Livejournal is a little biased. What's wrong with robots? I mean it can't possibly be worse than people. Really. Oh well. This is my first post and I hope its the beginning of something good. I can already hear the sighs of relief from the recreation room because I am not there and I am in here typing so they don't have to worry about me "bugging" them.