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There seems to be a divide amongst posters and residents of this apartment complex, and I am curious. How many people found themselves here without meaning to be here? And how many people moved here in a normal manner?

I'm hoping to take some time off from HomeSec soon. I look forward to the holidays. Especially the food. I do like Oreos. A lot. But I also happen to like eggnog. Even better? Both of them together. Maybe I should try it again.. I found a good sale on them last week.

There's a sale going on at Valu-Mart for Oreo cookies. Get three packs for the price of one. Just thought I'd mention it in case anyone is interested. Mm, Oreos are good..

New York City. Center of the fucking universe and whatnot. Can't exactly say it's great to be back, because who the fuck really thinks that? Yeah, like my life is instantly so much better just because I'm back in this shithole. I mean, honestly, nobody comes back to New York because they really want to be there. Sure, that's why they go there in the first place, but that's just the wide-eyed kids who think they're gonna make it big or something like that. Fucking bullshit. Still, it's better than L.A. That place was faker than Pamela Anderson's tits.

Anyway, my name is Harry Lockhart. I'm a private detective. Sort of.

I'm confused. I was trying to take a trip out of the country.. like Scotland. Then I figured I'd try France or Rome. Every time I try, I just end up standing right back here. This is a bit unusual, even for me.

Griffin, you could have at least told me that much.. and I think you already knew about this little complication. "Nice and slowly", my ass. Prick.

Ah well, I suppose it could be worse. I could have showed up in some trailer park in Georgia. So, I'll see what I can do to make the most of it. Maybe do some sightseeing and explore the city (and apartments) as much as I can.

Good Morning, ladies and gentlemen.

Are you sitting comfortably????

I have something of a suggestion to make.

In light of recent events-- it would seem I have a solution. Something we should all... consider before the world ends amass Global Warming or Overpopulation.

It looks a little something like this:
EXHIBIT A:



Well, whaddya think? Yes, no? Questions, comments? Ideas?

Well, now. This could be something of a problem.

What just happened?

Where the bloody hell am I?

I had to take care of a personal matter back home, but I am back now. For newcomers.. my name is John Jones. I work for Homeland Security, as well as a little rescue work on the side. It's good to be back.

Boredom comes with a price. Let's all play a game. If anyone is as bored as I am, ask me a question. Anything is up for asking, but in return, I get to ask you something about anything I choose and you have to answer.

What you're thinking of doing, right now? I wouldn't.

Okay, I know when I fell asleep I was at my desk at the Daily Planet. And now all of a sudden I wake up in New York City?

Why do I have a feeling Lex Luthor has something to do with this?

Being dead was a lot like being on an episode of Trisha. As entertaining as it was, I’d rather not do that again.

Yeah, being dead is entertaining when your life is a supernatural soap opera. Dying on Good Friday and coming back to life on Easter just proves that it’s a funny supernatural soap opera.

Any Jesus jokes will result in me killing you. Apart from Brian, he has a couple of freebies due to the fact that he put up with everyone’s shit and made sure nobody saw me naked while I was dead. He’s also the only person that can actually keep sane in a crisis. I know, even I’m surprised.

Brian’s freebies cannot be bought from him with money or sexual favours. I decide who gets to make the Jesus jokes. Brian doesn’t control who I do and do not kill.

It's been strangely quiet here lately. Makes me a little nervous.

Someone want to tell me exactly what's going on?

John, where are you?

If only I weren't so caring and compassionate, I'd shut off the whole 'prayer line' because sometimes it just gives me a headache.go

You know, creepy preacher guy...next time you want to kill someone, you should probably pick someone who can actually die.

This unemployment thing is really starting to bum me out. Anyone know of any half-way decent job vacancies for an ex-Government Agent? I hear we have just the right qualifications to say "Would you like fries with that?" on a regular basis. But, maybe thinking outside of that box is just taking a leap.

I think I'm starting to miss the FBI. Not to mention I've yet to find out any information when it comes to Scully's whereabouts.

Disgusting.

Greetings, citizens. My name is John Jones, and I'll be living here for a time.

I'm also the newest addition to the ranks of Homeland Security. I am available if anyone needs assistance. Or help. It's what I do.