011. Diagnosis
No kids for me. I don't wish that on em. The chain reaction of the universe would he catastrophic.
Private to Emmett Honeycutt//Visible to Christopher Styles
Okay Scarlett O'Hara, it has been a few horrendous days and already it looks like you're comfortable. Do you have a job yet?
To give order to this already crowded chaos, I've taken the liberty of writing down the rules. Seems like God wasn't up for setting anything onto stone tablets for me. I guess he was busy.
House Rules
I. Mind Your Own Business: You've got your own set of clothing (by now I hope), own appetite and very soon your own job--business. Maintenance is up to you. Clean your own clothes. Obtain your own food. Get your own ass to your own job. I don't want help. If something is amiss I'll get to it, eventually.
There is a wish list placed beside the fridge for the rare occasion that one of us is unable to go to the store. Place the desired items there. They might be purchased.
II. No Questions: I don't want to know about your college years, that horrible last book you read or the name of your mom's sister just as much as I don't want to tell you where I was raised, what my parents were like or what made me want to be a doctor.
III. No Crowds: No more than five people are allowed in this house at a time. To extend on this theme further, no parties. That means no worries and no homicidal cranky doctor. Everyone wins!
If someone is in need of a place to room BOOHOO too bad. NO.
IV. Privacy is Golden: Keep out of my room unless you have my verbal consent which is only valid while I am in the room with you and expires upon exiting.
V. Over Night Guests: If the answer to the question turns out to be your yeah right place request a night alone. I don't want to be present. You don't want to be present.
VI. No Dr. Phil, Dr. 90210 or E.R. I'm allergic to overly stretched melodrama, quacks and insulting television. General Hospital is an exception.
VII. Shut Up: What you see, hear or observe is not to be brought up or recounted. Excessive talking can also cause violent episodes in me. Sometimes I can't control it. Will this be the time?
VIII. Rules are subject to amendment.
Private to Nicholas Brocklehurst//Unhackable
Paintball does sound like fun. Do you need a sniper?
Private to Emmett Honeycutt//Visible to Christopher Styles
Okay Scarlett O'Hara, it has been a few horrendous days and already it looks like you're comfortable. Do you have a job yet?
To give order to this already crowded chaos, I've taken the liberty of writing down the rules. Seems like God wasn't up for setting anything onto stone tablets for me. I guess he was busy.
House Rules
I. Mind Your Own Business: You've got your own set of clothing (by now I hope), own appetite and very soon your own job--business. Maintenance is up to you. Clean your own clothes. Obtain your own food. Get your own ass to your own job. I don't want help. If something is amiss I'll get to it, eventually.
There is a wish list placed beside the fridge for the rare occasion that one of us is unable to go to the store. Place the desired items there. They might be purchased.
II. No Questions: I don't want to know about your college years, that horrible last book you read or the name of your mom's sister just as much as I don't want to tell you where I was raised, what my parents were like or what made me want to be a doctor.
III. No Crowds: No more than five people are allowed in this house at a time. To extend on this theme further, no parties. That means no worries and no homicidal cranky doctor. Everyone wins!
If someone is in need of a place to room BOOHOO too bad. NO.
IV. Privacy is Golden: Keep out of my room unless you have my verbal consent which is only valid while I am in the room with you and expires upon exiting.
V. Over Night Guests: If the answer to the question turns out to be your yeah right place request a night alone. I don't want to be present. You don't want to be present.
VI. No Dr. Phil, Dr. 90210 or E.R. I'm allergic to overly stretched melodrama, quacks and insulting television. General Hospital is an exception.
VII. Shut Up: What you see, hear or observe is not to be brought up or recounted. Excessive talking can also cause violent episodes in me. Sometimes I can't control it. Will this be the time?
VIII. Rules are subject to amendment.
Private to Nicholas Brocklehurst//Unhackable
Paintball does sound like fun. Do you need a sniper?