Pax Letale

I'm not sure about this party deal... Not much of a social creature. I have a trunk of unused costumes bought over the years from chickening out. Some of them are from the third grade and utterly useless. I should just not go.

( Dark House - Sylvia Plath )

hi. so I just moved into 104 and I'm trying to figure out this message board thing. I'm not really very familiar with the whole non-pornographic section of the internet. there's more stuff here than I thought. I thought it was just ebay and ask jeeves and

anyway

my name's Kaminski. I work for L.A. Youth Outreach. I'd link them but I can't find their website. if you have some money lying around and you want to make a charitable donation, I suggest L.A. Youth Outreach. our last basketball wound up in a dumpster today and apparently there was someone living in that dumpster and he claimed the ball as his and I tried to get it back but he pulled out this syringe and started chasing me with it, so I let him keep the ball. so we could probably use some more balls. and a website I guess.

since I'm new to the neighborhood, I'm going to need to know the location of 1) all bars within walking distance, 2) the nearest 24 hour diner, 3) the cheapest mexican restaurant.

if anyone needs any help with anything, I don't know, I'm good at spanish so. telenovelas I guess. I also have a talent for determining whether food that's past its expiration date is still edible, mostly due to years of experience.

oh yeah, I learned about emoticons today. check it out.

:) smiley face

&:-\ Elvis

==|&:-\ Elvis wearing Abe Lincoln's hat

==|&:-O--(&) Elvis Lincoln is shocked to realize he has a tapeworm

When the building changed, I went around with my camera and took photos of every floor. I just got those pictures back. Like everything else, the changes had disappeared. I guess this leaves a Mass Hypnosis effect as the only theory remaining...

Hair is pink now.

( Sylvia Plath - Mad Girl's Love Song )

I’m not really one for these types of communities. I don’t even have a Twitter as nothing really interesting happens in my life. I don’t even have any private thoughts I want to lock away. That’s what paper journals are for after all. Perhaps I should introduce myself at least. My name is Dorcas Carrigan and I help sell used and rare antique books. My boss is a mercenary in the book business, cheating and practically stealing when he can. I can likely get anything you could possibly ask for.

That’s about all I have other than the building does not at all look like it did when I looked at my apartment though the whole native American thing on my floor is pretty cool. The feathery headdresses are very pretty.

( Sylvia Plath – Admonition )