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At Pax Letale, an awakening has begun. As these gods rediscover themselves and each other, the seemingly invisible but ubiquitous management tracks each of them quite closely, and the very building itself seems to have an agenda of its own. And as the gods made humans in their own image - or humans made them in theirs - so will the the behavior of the people of Pax turn as dark as their deities. Blood, strife, sex, petty plots, torture - even murder will wind their ways into Pax Letale.

August 3rd, 2010

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So I know that even though it's only the first week of August, summer's well on its way out. Which means that most people have no incentive to start a new work-out regiment because you can't very well wear bikinis to Thanksgiving dinner. But! I'm going to be starting a new cardio circuit soon and was wondering if any of you wanted a running partner. It's nice to have a partner even though you aren't really talking or interacting during the run, for motivation and stuff. I really don't like running, so I'd kind of like to have another person who isn't afraid to hit me when I'm slacking off.

I was thinking about planning a route that includes a bit on the beach. Running on soft sand is great for strength and power in the legs, and it also includes the upper body a bit more than other surfaces. So if you see this and are interested, drop me a message! My name is Riley, for the new people I've seen moving in and the not-so-new people that might have forgotten. Thanks!
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Oh so very very public.

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I hate this. No, seriously. I hate this. I don't think I've ever even really hated anything in my life. Not seriously.

I'm two steps...okay, maybe less than two steps even, from dropping out so this pile of books stops mocking me. I could make a fort out of them instead. In the middle of the living room.

Though I guess it would be harder to hide from these damned things if I'm eating Cheez-Its in a fortress made of them. Damn it.



...Why does homework have to be so hard to do? Who has the time to pay attention to