Musings

[...] Bidder 2?

[Locked to D. Wallace]
Funny thing. Didn't sign up.

Bidder 30, are you available to have a discussion?

[Locked to E. Pride.]

I noticed your name wasn't on the list.

[/Locked.]

[Locked to P. Rawlings.]

I noticed your name wasn't on the list.

[/Locked.]

Come one, come all, to the convention of all those wanting to drink themselves blind.

We are tired, we are bored, we are overworked (or some of us are), whatever we are, we certainly need to party.

A get together of like-minded friends is proposed. And soon.

All in favour?

warning: I'm cranky, I was working late, and I haven't had caffeine yet, but I've got something I have to say.

Why do so many people in here hide behind 'anon'? What's the point? I've never gotten how people can be so cowardly as to not be able to stand behind their words. If you can't put your name to something, just don't say it. Hell, it could be an alias, but all these anon posts are just annoying.

/rant

Question for Aubade residents. Heard of maid, name Maria Cortez?

I'm bored.  Very very bored.  Someone entertain me please?  Not even movies or tv show marathons or comedy tours are occupying my attention and that's just a sad commentary on the state of life.  I mean, I'm generally pretty easy to amuse.  Slinkies, weird toys, things that light up, computer stuff...all things I love.  But I'm just bored right now and just about bored to tears.  Fix this.  Now.

You must pardon my rudeness for not introducing myself earlier. I moved in recently and have met a few of you lovely people, but have not yet said as much on the forums. Luca Darby, at your service.

I'm self-employeed, and as such, have time to spare should you ever require my services. As for what those services happen to be...

Well. You should ask.

I call Aubade 502 home. Feel free to stop by if you're ever bored.

The next idiot to smuggle a heavily medicated man cigarettes will have to answer to me first.

DO NOT GIVE HAL ANYTHING.

Hypothetically speaking, does anyone know how to get tomato soup off of the ceiling? What about eggs?

Also, hypothetically speaking, is there a way to get a curious smell out of a house in exactly 4 hours and 12 minutes?

One last hypothetical question, say there was a minor explosion on a stove and the Mr. Clean magic eraser wasn't working to get the marks off the wall...Would you hang a picture or paint over it?

will murder, steal, or preform dangerous stunts for cigarettes

PLEASE

[Shortly after this is on display]

Enough. If it's not children half-dead from terror left on our godddamn doorsteps, it's vigilantes dying and kids brought into our ER with people in masks alongside them. Enough with the cryptic paintings that no doubt glorify the whole spectacle further.

And can I just express my utter horror at aforementioned kids coming in, hurt, when if they stayed off the streets, stayed out of the clutches of adults who should damn well know better? If you're going to be gathering, for god's sake have some damn sense. Even the police don't go out without wearing kevlar.

Okay, so riddle me this, riddle me that, riddle me everything over the sun can somebody explain what's going on? People end up dead, but the papers don't say anything. And when they do, it don't exactly compute from what they say. Like they're leaving stuff out. Standard for papers, I know. Don't have vocal cords, so they can't talk, and the people that make them tend to muzzle them puzzle them just don't guzzle them just to make sure, but that's no excuse. And then there's the guy in spandex and heavy artillery plastered all over the building. And I'm pretty sure it's not just me that's seeing them. I don't know if he's supposed to be somebody I'm supposed to look for or stay away from or if he's coming to town to do birthday parties or what. ...Although anybody who carries loaded guns to a birthday party should have their head examined. People who would pay for that, too. So...some help? I'm a little lost confused scared lost.

[Posted the day after the vigilante meeting, early evening]

I was going to filter this but I figured I'd ask for a wider set of opinions and knowledge. Due to circumstances beyond my control, I need to drop out of University of Seattle for this semester. Any current students or alumni who could possibly give a hand on the method? I'm not around during the [...] day anymore and am unsure of how to proceed without screwing myself up for eternity here.

On a [...] different subject, as I've found myself [...] already having to share this and it's no secret about Rory and I being friendly, the public should know that

...and Rory says no.

[Locked to D. Ross]

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I'll take your help. With Freddie.

[Locked to W. Kay]

You doing alright?