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Bruce Anthony Wayne
01 December 2009 @ 05:34 pm

The End
 
 
Bruce Anthony Wayne
13 October 2009 @ 08:48 pm
I CUT MYSELF SHAVING. REALLY.
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Bruce Anthony Wayne
08 August 2009 @ 02:32 am
So, the other day I was in one of the genetic engineering labs with a few scientists, doing science-y things, and this huge ass fucking moth flew into the room. I started shrieking and diving under the table, and the others laughed at me. Dickheads.

BUT MOTHS ARE SCARY.

 
 
Bruce Anthony Wayne
25 July 2009 @ 08:31 pm
DINOSAURS
 
 
Bruce Anthony Wayne
13 June 2009 @ 01:38 am
I tried to cook for myself the other night and now I really understand why Alfred doesn't like taking any time off. It was a disaster, frankly. I don't understand how I managed to burn something that is based primarily in liquid. I mean, how does one manage to burn soup? Some part of that seems illogical. Also, first degree burns on my hands now; that's not very conducive to any other cooking experiments.

Visited some kids at an orphanage today. It's nice to see what my money goes towards, even though it's not as if I often find the time. Some of them know me rather well by now, although that's not really a good sign. The more children that know me better and better as time goes by, the less that are being adopted.
 
 
 
Bruce Anthony Wayne
11 May 2009 @ 04:22 pm
Went to my parents' graves yesterday. It was nice. Being there isn't so bad as it used to be. It gives me a modicum of peace, if nothing else, for however long I stay.

Thanks for lunch today, Rachel. Sorry I was so rushed, but I had business to get back to.

Speaking of business, things are coming along more quickly than I had expected. Take from that what you will.
 
 
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Bruce Anthony Wayne
09 May 2009 @ 01:28 am
Well, not such particularly good news at first. Got my hair cut. Shaved, really. Off. Mostly. That's what people do when they're grieving, right? Is that what I'm doing? I'm not fully sure.

Regardless, it seems I'm single again, somehow, but I'm not too broken up about it. I mean, no more than you might expect. But it was only two months, right? A good two months, but a short amount of time in the long run.

Onto the good news -- I've decided to live up to the eccentric billionaire stereotype and dabble in some genetic engineering. There's some tentative cooperation from the National Museum of Natural History and Jack Horner, although I can't really talk about this project here. It would be a breach of security to go too far into it, although anybody with half a brain could probably get the gist of it from this.
 
 
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Bruce Anthony Wayne
02 May 2009 @ 07:01 pm
A lot has gone on at work. I mean, I've been actually going in lately. It's nice, I think, being consistent. Now that I've started sleeping again, I have a lot more energy during the day. I'd like to wean myself off of the pills, soon. Don't want to become too dependent.

I've been working today, as well, from home. Making some renovations for the company. Cutting a few hundred workers to keep the turnover rate steady and that kind of thing. It's tiring to be responsible for deciding who gets to keep their job and who doesn't, especially when I rarely work directly with those whom I cut.

Anyway, the work is a lot easier with the dog curled up at my feet, here. I didn't expect to like her so well, or for her to like me, but... I guess that's how things go.

Back to re-reading proposals for the billionth time. Oh well. That's what I get for having my name attached to a company, I suppose.
 
 
Current Location: Home
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Current Music: Heaven - Los Lonely Boys
 
 
Bruce Anthony Wayne
17 April 2009 @ 06:54 pm


Just following up on a bet from a very long time ago.

PS: Harvey: No, you hang up first.
 
 
Bruce Anthony Wayne
12 April 2009 @ 01:11 pm
You know, I was doing some research for... something recently and I happened to be looking at the age of consent for various states and I came across something startling, if... no, really, just startling. It occurred to me that I had never actually looked up the New York age of consent. And you know what? It's seventeen. Interesting, Lex.

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