Pax Letale

Locked to 107

I kind of miss the crazy-ass beard I had going on. Though I'm glad that ended before I showed up to work wearing only a sheet.

Can we please, like, sink to the bottom of the ocean? Right now? There's a night dive next Saturday, with our name on it. The start is Marina Del Ray and the destination is Santa Monica Pier - provided that the weather cooperates, of course. Are you in?

Oh, and sorry if you got caught in the freak rainstorm on the way home on Tuesday. I think that was me. It's really sad how easily I can just talk about this now like it's normal My life, what has happened to it

Locked to P3A

I think I almost started a tornado. Do you know how fucked up that would have been, to start a tornado right now?

Locked to D3

So.

[It took a few holds, some boring symphony songs, and a few 'May I ask who's calling?''s before he was put through to her extension.]

Riiiiiiiiiiing.

The random screams that I hear as I'm heading downstairs to class the past few mornings have me curious. I didn't want to pry, but I feel like I'm missing out on something way more important than World History. What is going on? Are you guys okay? Can I help with anything?

Who's going to see the bands tonight?

Might as well get this over with That's right, you son of a bitch, you're not going to intimidate me into hiding or some bullshit

Greetings, residents of Pax Letale. I'm David, the second inhabitant of apartment 603 along with my lovely girlfriend Naea. I was a little slow in getting moved in, I admit it, but I'm here now - and better late than never, right? Anyway, now that I'm all settled I look forward to getting to know my new neighbors and ignoring my ASSHOLE brother who fucking stalked me all the way here. This forum thing is pretty nifty, I gotta say.

Oh, before I forget - is the elevator always such a jerk, or did I just do something to piss it off? The stupid thing hasn't taken me to the right floor once yet. I'm a pretty healthy guy, so I doubt it's trying to subliminally tell me I need to exercise more.

(on a weekday after this, Cassie does one last round of calls, this one to a Mr. Vincent A. Laurent; caller ID only states it's from the Ocean Institute)

Ring.

Hello All,

There was an error in the order I placed and the bakery sent me 13 orders of a bakers-dozen cup cakes. They are all red velvet and to die for!

Would anyone like any or could any one please suggest a place I can donate them to? They did not charge for the error and I would hate to see them go to waste.

Please let me know as soon as possible,

With best wishes,
Honey Skye Griffin-Laurent of P3

Tell me I'm not the only one who felt the earthquake last night. Chingadera falling over, almost bonked me on the head.

Major apologies to anyone who’s gone through the lobby and the first floor in the past 15 minutes. I couldn’t resist a little run around on the beach. I promise to sweep up any sand I left in my wake. Just need to unpack and find the damn the thing.

Yes, unpack, as I’m very new here. It’s little weird to introduce myself on this thing. My general rule about social sites is to meet someone in person first before I click add but I’m game to try something new. I’m Cassie. I just moved into 107. What else do people sa I’m an oceanographer and yes, I’m still loving Shark Week. Or I was until I cut the lines and packed up my TV. I’m hoping it’ll be back up today. The cable guy’s got another 2 hours to show up. Fingers crossed.

Hmm. Anything el All the heavy stuff’s been taken in so I shouldn’t be making any more loud noises. Sorry to anyone we bothered earlier. The movers almost dropped the fridge. Not cool. If you want to come down and say hello in a more traditional matter, my door is wide open. Putting faces to usernames is always good.