➸ ᴊᴀᴇɢᴇʀ ʙᴏᴍʙs: journal posts.

After taking care of my sick copilot, I think it's my turn to feel and look like kaiju shit. I hope no one needs us any time soon.

[ooc: due to being crazy sick, jaime has been scarce for almost 48 hours now]



Fuck, is anyone else feeling like hammered shit?

Anyone want to do something? I've been here over a month now and I feel like I hardly know anyone. I could use some new friends.

JAIME: [in portuguese]

Sorry I left so quickly. I'll be back later.

AUBREY:

You do know you can't keep secrets from co-pilots, don't you?

I wonder what everyone would think about us if they knew what our lives were really like behind closed doors. Would they like us more or less if they knew we really were just like them? I remember seeing rangers made out to be superstars in the news, and now I'm sitting in my shorts eating cake from home and watching a telenovela.

If they somehow come up with and serve powdered bacon, I'm going to fucking kill someone.

I'm just gonna put it out there that the rumours are not true and I am not going to jail. As sure as I am that you guys would appreciate my residence in solitary, reports of my stealing a car were grossly taken out of context.

I did in fact steal my brother's car, and if he'd taken me to get froyo in the first place we wouldn't have had this fucking problem. I'm the victim in this! And I still didn't get my goddamn treat. I had leave and everything.

The moral of this story is a) even if I play by the rules I get shafted so what's the point, b) apparently carjacking is not all that difficult and c) your family never presses charges. I really don't see how this has ended in a way that stops me from doing this again.

The bad news is I still don't have any goddamn froyo.

Talking about getting messages from home, I was feeling left out, but I did finally get a package from my parents. Looks like it got trampled by a jaeger and then rolled in kaiju shit, but most of the stuff inside survived.

My brand of cigarettes, news clippings about my brothers' rodeo success, and a Tim Ho's t shirt. I really don't understand the last one at all. It's like my mom thought I went to Hong Kong and became a Canadian tourist?

At least it smells like home.

Private to Andre & Jaime, separately

So. Uh. Hey.

Let's get some beers soon.

Private to Remy

You miss home? Sometimes I just would kill to see a prairie.

I finally got to talk to my niece on the phone today, for the first time since I got here. These time zones are hell for trying to get ahold of family on the other side of the planet. If I want to catch her awake, I have to be up at 3 am.

It was worth it. There is nothing like a 2 year old's squeals of joy when she realizes who's talking to her. I made her promise to draw us a picture. More good news, my middle sister is pregnant again. I told her to name it after me if it's a boy.

She laughed.

Is it entirely too much to ask for a cup of coffee in this place that doesn't taste like it came out of a kaiju arse?

I'm already forced to share quarters with far too many of what only barely qualifies as human males, all of whom apparently subscribe to the mistaken notion that bathing would somehow ruin their record.

It might be the end of the world as we know it, but for the love of GOD, if we're going out, I'm not going out living in a place that smells worse than a Thai prison. And don't ask how I know what that smells like.


...it was the 80s.

I'm settled enough here now that I more or less have the professional domain in hand, at least to the point that I know what to do, who to report to, and what the rules are. Now I can focus more on the personal domain, so I have questions.

Do you have a boat? (Or are you willing to help appropriate one?)

Do you scuba dive? Do you surf? Do you snorkel?

Have you been in Hong Kong long enough that you know any relevant information about any of the following topics:

(i) interesting, little-known dive locations;
(ii) interesting, little-known surf locations; or
(iii) particularly knowledgeable surf supply or rental shops (I couldn't bring everything; scuba gear trumped surf gear).

If you answered yes to any of the above questions, hola! I'm Riel. I want to go to Tai Long Wan once I get my hands on a surf board. It's supposedly the best surfing in southern China.

If you answered no to all of the above questions, hola anyway! I'm Riel.

Wait, was a shoe actually thrown at the J-TECH meeting? That's fucking hilarious.

Have I missed the deadline for complaining about the showers?

Good job rangers, by the way. I heard that Stacker managed not to gain a single grey hair over the test runs.

GUYS

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I realize you've probably heard this one before, but just hear me out.

THERE HAS BEEN AN ELVIS SIGHTING IN THE SHATTERDOME!!!!!!!!

I REPEAT: ELVIS IS IN THE BUILDING

I don't remember getting drunk last night, but I swear to fucking god I saw someone walk through a wall.

Am I crazy?

I'm probably crazy...

That was a damn nice shower. Really hot water, five multi-angle massaging shower heads...

Floor was a little cold when I got out, though. Might need to have a look at the sub-floor thermostats.

I'm glad I hadn't been planning to sleep with anyone today, because I think my cock and my balls all crawled up inside me after that shower.

The shower almost took my eye out. Or it would have, if had had my face tilted down. The water just blasted me. My cheek looks like I have rug burn, and it is sore.

Are all the showers doing this?

What is with the showers?!? It's like they've got a mind of their own! I can't get a consistent temperature AT ALL. I could barely stay in it long enough to finish washing my hair!



Was anyone else having this problem, or was it just a bad luck day for me?

JAIME:

Guess what.