Musings

Orin Monarch wants you back home at Aubade. I'm his bodyguard, and I'll come get you where ever you are.

[Posted absurdly late/early on the day of the shooting, depending on your perspective, and copious amounts of alcohol were probably involved.]

[Click for foul language and drunken ranting about how much Job hates people. You have been warned]( Read more... )

I hear you're the man in charge to talk to if I want to get to work with EIT out here.