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[28 Jan 2010|12:41am] |
This is maddening. Hasn't anyone around here heard of Caf-pow!? Hasn't anyone tasted it caffeinated bliss? I can't find it sold anywhere. There may be no choice. I may have to break out the equipment to try to reconstruct it so I can make my own.
What is there to do around here? Any clubs? What is the night life like? I've been here for a week or two and still feel like I'm getting adjusted. Who would have thought waking up in a strange place and not in your coffin that would be so disorienting?
Guys, team mates, friends, if you are out there please contact me. I miss you.
Anyway, back to looking scanning the inter-web for any career opportunities. If all else fails, I could bar tend again. It would get me more acquainted with the place and people can be so fascinating.
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[11 Oct 2009|11:50am] |
Okay, so it seems that this isn't a joke. I still can't explain why I'm here, but it seems I am. I might as well make myself useful. Anyone need a forensics scientist? How about a bar tender? I have many skills. Is anyone looking for work at all?
On a completely different note. What do people do around here for fun? Any place to party? How about a bowling?
Also, does anyone know if they sell Caf-pow! around here anywayere?
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[25 Sep 2009|06:02pm] |
This is far from funny. I feel asleep in my own bed last night and I'm in some strange room.
Dinozzo? Are you behind this? It isn't funny. I want to go home. I've locked myself in just in case it isn't you. Come knock and I'll let you in.
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There is no knocking. Why don't I hear any knocking?
I hope that I haven't been kidnapped due to the case we are working on or some over jealous ex-lover.
I've got super glue and a bottle I'm pretty sure has HF in it.
I don't like that there is no knocking. Dinozzo? Please? This really isn't funny.
OOC: She hasn't been given a room yet.
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