Now I want to know if I smell half as good as some of you do. Help a gal out, won't you? I'm at work. All these shoes and lil' ol' me.

If anything, I do not stink. Incentive enough?

[ooc; this door swings both ways, friends! Action is most welcome. She smells like skinny dipping on a summer night, latex cat suits, knife fights in exotic locations, ( Read more... )

Very, very few of you will ever look this good in your thirties. I just would like to say that. I contribute it to watching what I eat, keeping active and not giving a fuck about much else. You can say what you like. The proof is in the fucking pudding.

What's the bullshit going on about Mickey? All I hear is whining. He's such a fucking belly-acher ( Read more... )

Yesterday was fucking stupid. Was that suppose to be funny? I know I have a very margined sense of humor, maybe I shouldn't judge but what the fuck. What did that have to do with anything. I don't think that I want to know, thinking about it. Stoner humor or something, right? Mickey, maybe you'd elaborate since you love talking so much.

Who's had ( Read more... )

Constantine, where are my boots?

Private to Faye//Unhackable;
I have a few hours to waste.
End;

Private to Vicious//Unhackable;
The search goes on.
End;

The bosses are back. I'm feeling a hell of a lot better than I had been lately. This place isn't quite cursed up the ass. I guess you could say things are going back to the way they used to be. I had myself a bonfire. Good enough for you, Cori?

Waffles? Not so tempting. I never liked breakfast.

Budd, if you're not too busy missing your tits, it's ( Read more... )

All the random mishaps are over. It was a curse. Looks like someone is off the hook.

Private to the Media Department//Filtered from Styles (Wherever He May Be);

There wasn't a radio show Sunday. Who is going to fix that? I know that arrangements were made.

Because this shit will be on me before it is on you. Now you know, this is your warning. Do ( Read more... )

Private to Christopher Styles//Unhackable

A list of interested parties in a City Council and a little on them is enclosed. Fucking disappointing. The same names keep popping up.

Ananova, human: some Eastern country is missing its princess. Allies: Vash, Harry, Lee and Anita

Anita Zeeman, were something or other:  Richard's wife, necromancer. Allies: ( Read more... )

This cold bullshit better stop. It was a bit quaint but I'm not a fan of dressing in layers to go to work and then take off enough to be functional with a good central heating system. Fuck.

Private to Faye//Unhackable

What are you thinking the bosses have in store? I feel pretty good about it.

Oh yeah and have you seen Cori lately?

Private to ( Read more... )

[Voice Post]

[Clink of ice in a glass.]

I don't know what the hell some of you bitches are complaining about. This won't last long, quit your whining. You all will be freezing your asses off soon enough. May as well soak up the rays and shut the fuck up.

I'm sunbathing. Mmm, feels nice. For as small as my place is, it has a balcony perfect for these ( Read more... )

Shit. I never realized how many people I associate with. There's no way I'm getting gifts for every person I talk to.  Things will work out with planning though. One way or another, You're on a list of mine. Just hope it isn't the shit list.

Make things easier on yourself, tell me what you want. If you don't tell me, well, I hope you like keychains ( Read more... )