I have just now come to the conclusion that I may just be in what humans would call hell. I was certain that I would find peace and quiet in this library, but instead I am surrounded by squealing wet children covered in snow. If they hadn't made me leave my Desert Eagle behind when I went on this assignment...Still it's three and a half more days. ( Read more... )

In the spirit of blending in with the twenty something female viruses I have now punched a hole into each of my ears. Recieved a curious package in the mail this morning which seemed strange as it is Sunday. The delivery man also seemed curious to me, as he was wearing a wipe-clean uniform in black of all colors. After shaking the box for several ( Read more... )

*Sighs* If I were *shudders* human, I would think that I were happy. I'm not quite sure how this sits with me. My "office" (and I use the term lightly) is overflowing with paperwork and I swear to the architect that I will shoot the next smith that knocks the papers off of my desk. I made the regretable mistake of trying the coffee against the ( Read more... )

And they told me that I'd have my own office if I transferred. This is NOT my definition of an office...an office is a room which I can call my own. An office is NOT a desk in the middle of a room filled with multitudes of other desks at which multitudes of other agents work. I have half a mind to return to the headquarters in the Northeast. Well ( Read more... )