Received: from [83.149.125.228] (port=33445 helo=mainnewsever.com) by stodi.digitalkingdom.org with esmtp (Exim 4.86_2) (envelope-from ) id 1c2k1k-0002ZV-GR for lojban@lojban.org; Fri, 04 Nov 2016 12:19:53 -0700 Date: Fri, 04 Nov 2016 12:12:49 -0700 Message-ID: <917311020e_8637900h.c2c7e55fbfda4353ca10c7b6e541eeed445lojban@lojban.org967> To: Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Mime-Version: 1 Subject: Order 17311020 delivered, thanks From: "Marcy Turk" Content-Type: text/html; charset=us-ascii X-Spam-Score: -0.3 (/) X-Spam_score: -0.3 X-Spam_score_int: -2 X-Spam_bar: / the most interesting news header actually BY ET-Online GWEN TOSSES BLAKE OUT ??
  • - Blake in better shape then ever from sniffing this
  • - Miranda back in the picture?
  • - Its true, Gwen is back next season

If you have seen The Voice (season 11), Blake looks incredible. Like woah. He appears to be slimmer and slimmer while drinking and eating all day.

???I dont know this man.. We have been togeather for a couple years now, and hes no longer chunky like when we first started dating. I just found out he has been taking this???



Gwen reveals what hes using to look great
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Hazel scowled. When you say should have enough Leo shrugged. How do you feel about barely enough Hazel put her face in her hands for a count of three. Sounds about typical for us. Annabeth decided to take that as a green light. Okay Leo. What kind of decoy are we talking about Im so glad you asked He punched a few buttons on the console rotated the turntable and repeatedly pressed the A button on his Wii controller really really fast. He called into the intercom Buford Report for duty please. Frank took a step back. Theres somebody else on the ship Who is Buford A puff of steam shot from the stairwell and Leos automatic table climbed on deck. Annabeth hadnt seen much of Buford during the trip. He mostly stayed in the engine room. (Leo insisted that Buford had a secret crush on the engine.) He was a threelegged table with a mahogany top. His bronze base had several drawers spinning gears and a set of steam vents. Buford was toting a bag like a mail sack tied to one of his legs. He clattered to the helm and made a sound like a train whistle. This is Buford Leo announced.

You name your furniture Frank asked. Leo snorted. Man you just wish you had furniture this cool. Buford are you ready for Operation End Table Buford spewed steam. He stepped to the railing. His mahogany top split into four pie slices which elongated into wooden blades. The blades spun and Buford took off. A helicopter table Percy muttered. Gotta admit thats cool. Whats in the bag Dirty demigod laundry Leo said. I hope you dont mind Frank. Frank choked. What Itll throw the eagles off our scent. Those were my only extra pants Leo shrugged. I asked Buford to get them laundered and folded while hes out. Hopefully he will. He rubbed his hands and grinned. Well I call that a good days work. Im gonna calculate our detour route now. See you all at dinner Percy passed out early which left Annabeth with nothing to do in the evening except stare at her computer. Shed brought Daedaluss laptop with her of course.

Two years ago shed inherited the machine from the greatest inventor of all time and it was loaded with invention ideas schematics and diagrams most of which Annabeth was still trying to figure out. After two years a typical laptop would have been out of date but Annabeth figured Daedaluss machine was still about fifty years ahead of its time. It could expand into a fullsize laptop shrink into a tablet computer or fold into a wafer of metal smaller than a cell phone. It ran faster than any computer shed ever had could access satellites or HephaestusTV broadcasts from Mount Olympus and ran custommade programs that could do just about anything except tie shoelaces. There might have been an app for that too but Annabeth hadnt found it yet. She sat on her bunk using one of Daedaluss 3Drendering programs to study a model of the Parthenon in Athens. Shed always yearned to visit it both because she loved architecture and because it was the most famous temple to her mother. Now she might get her wish if they lived long enough to reach Greece. But the more she thought about the Mark of Athena and the old Roman legend Reyna had mentioned the more nervous she got. She didnt want to but she recalled her argument with her mother. Even after so many weeks the words still stung. Annabeth had been riding the subway back from the Upper East Side after visiting Percys mom. During those long months when Percy was missing Annabeth made the trip at least once a weekpartly to give Sally Jackson and her husband Paul an update on the

search and partly because Annabeth and Sally needed to lift each others spirits and convince one another that Percy would be fine. The spring had been especially hard. By then Annabeth had reason to hope Percy was alive since Heras plan seemed to involve sending him to the Roman side but she couldnt be sure where he was. Jason had remembered his old camps location more or less but all the Greeks magiceven that of the campers of Hecates cabincouldnt confirm that Percy was there or anywhere. He seemed to have disappeared from the planet. Rachel the Oracle had tried to read the future and while she couldnt see much shed been certain that Leo needed to finish the Argo II before they could contact the Romans. Nevertheless Annabeth had spent every spare moment scouring all sources for any rumors of Percy. She had talked to nature spirits read legends about Rome dug for clues on Daedaluss notebook and spent hundreds of golden drachmas on Irismessages to every friendly spirit demigod or monster shed ever met all with no luck. That particular afternoon coming back from Sallys Annabeth had felt even more drained than usual. She and Sally had first cried and then attempted to pull themselves together but their nerves were frayed. Finally Annabeth took the Lexington Avenue subway down to Grand Central. There were other ways to get back to her high school dorm from the Upper East Side but Annabeth liked going through Grand Central Terminal.

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