Zenith : In Character Network → Computer Communica

this is probably the closest you'll ever be to seeing where i live. wanna spend "nye" hanging out? also because i should make it up to you for being an asshole. I think.

[Private to Jack]
God this is so fucking miserable

Hi, I'm kind of an asshole

Hey, so I just went back and reread everything that I wrote to you yesterday, and I just wanted to say sorry and let you know that you're not on the hook for teaching me shit, but thanks for putting up with [...] all that.


[Private to Juno]
So I don't know if I'm supposed to check in on you or give you space? I wanted to check in on you though. So this is me checking in on you. How are you?

to Tobias

I'm sorry. I don't really remember much of yesterday, but I'm sorry you had to be the one to do it. But if I'm even half as bad as Owen's told me, you saved my life by mere hours. I won't pretend to know what's going on in your head right now, but if you want to talk to someone who had a somewhat similar experience, my door is always open.



To Juno

I'm sorry. I really failed you and can blame nothing but his evil and my own arrogance.

[............] I just wantd to saysorry if I ran up to yesterday and yelled abot weird shit. I don't think im as crazy toda have my meds again.


[Private to Juno]
Thanks for messagingme this morning. You ok?


[Private to Owen]
Sorry you got stuck with me, but thanks for [....] not yelling at me.


[Private to Lennon, Chase]
You okay?


[Private to Oliver]
You and Edwin okay'? Sorry if I wastoo loud. [...] I'm not [.....] I'm not doing so [......] I'm not d

To Lennon
u ok? simms got to have some fun with me hope you weren't as fortunate.

To Marco
do me a solid? take ur meds. k? promise?

booze.

Hello to all the new lovely belles and awesome gents in the house! And all the cool dudes and foxy ladies I already know. And dogs and cats and whatever else we've got now. (Fish? Didn't somebody have a fish?)

I'm Jack, Zenith's chef-in-residence/morale specialist/undisputed (read: unchallenged and nobody really cares) juggling champ/blond beefcake #1 or #2 (We'll armwrestle for it later, Owen-Wait, fuck that. Souffle contest?). I hang out a lot in the kitchen, and the bar, and the hot tub when Zenith's snowmageddon game isn't running so strong. Or sometimes even when it is.

In addition to probably wondering why the hell I'm so chipper (currently one part espresso, one part bourbon, and two parts my natural awesomeness), most of you new kids are dealing with a Skittles bag of seriously fucked up emotions right now, right? We've all been there. It sucks, it's scary, and having a whole house full of people you don't know is pretty much the stale, shitty croutons on the world's shittiest suck salad. We're good people just trying to make the best of whatever the hell this is supposed to be, but you guys don't know that yet, and right now we kind of don't have a really stable venue to help out with that.

And this is generally where I come in!

Fun Zenith Fact: We used to have a lot of house meetings. Basically when something was going wrong, or everyone needed a group update on something, we'd meet in the dining room, have a good meal together, and powwow. We haven't really done that in a while, and kind of not often when there wasn't something actually happening. I don't think the holiday party counts when there's that high of a chance of so many of us getting shitfaced. Mostly me. Super fun, but not uber conducive to team building, m'thinks.

So, I submit for the approval of the....I guess brunch society (fuck, how is it almost noon)? We should reinstate group dinners. Or lunches. Brunches? Edwin, what's the Lord of the Rings joke about how much hobbitses eat? Maybe once a week if we can manage it? I don't mind cooking that often, and I know I can swindle awesome people into helping like always. We can chow on good food, air out any questions anyone has, deal with any minor issues or concerns, tell witty anecdotes, share some good "Yo Mama" jokes (I need new material, that well's pretty dry. And yes, they are still funny. Fight me on it. Not you, Cecilia.).

I vote the day after tomorrow, as long as nothing weird happens, we do either a big brunch or a big dinner. "What the hell does he mean as long as nothing weird happens?" some of you new, sweet summer children might be asking. Well, once in a while the world's dickiest bags behind the cameras like to throw things at us. Challenges, puzzles, obstacle courses, flocks of suicidal birds, horribly racist 1950s simulators, basement trolls. You get the idea. If something comes up where we can't do a meal on the day we plan on it, it automatically gets moved to the following day, unless that gets fucked up too.


So, I need you guys to do a few things for me in the comments to this post. This goes for newbies and oldbies alike.

1. Say if you would rather do lunch or dinner this time around.

2. Tell me some of your favorite foods! Give a list of your top five or so, and we'll see what we can do.

3. List any food allergies or dietary regulations you follow. (Do you eat kosher? Are you vegan? Can you not have gluten? Strict Breatharian?)

4. Just for shits and giggles, and a little to get the ball rolling, what's the weirdest food you've ever eaten?


I'm torn between casu marzu (which I do NOT recommend), or a chocolate-banana croissant pastry that was purposefully shaped like Maya Angelou.

Holy shit, I used a lot of parenthesis in the post.

Also, I think that croissant might have been kind of racist.

Y'all can thank Kiley for this late-night selfie, since she gave me a digi cam and Photoshop. I'm kind of liking the stubbly look. Thoughts?

( what I like about black and white photographs is they're more like reading the book than seeing the movie )

hey so i got a kitten you got a kitten we talked about videogames the other day, wanna hang?

Morning, darlin! I don't suppose you've got a coat, hat and gloves I can borrow for the afternoon? One of the new kids needs some gear from in town, and I don't want her to freeze her rearend off on the snowmobile. I'd appreciate it! Now worries if you can't, I can ask around.

jaaaaaaaack jack jack jack you're quieeeet what'd you get? kit pup rat squirrel?

hey pam, i need your help. actually marco does, he got a puppy and he needs some serious potty-training...training, you know what i mean? i have no idea how to get them to not poop or piss everywhere either so i said i'd ask you. you okay with giving him some pointers? and also other general puppy care pointers? thanks!

OH MY FUCKING GOD THERE'S A BLACK KITTEN IN THE TOWEL SHELF UNDER MY SINK HELP I NEED TO WORK OUT BUT THERE'S A BABY ANIMAL IN MY BATHROOM HELP

I'm gonna also say thanks to people. This was really cool. Thanks, guys.

[Private to Chase]
So I've kind of consistently been really shitty to you? And then you got me the weighted blanket and that's just really fucking cool of you. It's kind of way too cool of you. I don't really know what to say, other than thank you, but I felt like I should say thanks to you specifically I guess. This is weird. This gift really means a lot to me though.

[Private to Cecilia]
I was kind of expecting something way less cool from you. That's probably a shitty thing to say I really like the lava lamps. I know we don't really talk anymore but I think I still want to say Merry Christmas, and thanks.

[Private to Lennon]
The droids are invading my room and it's fucking awesomeeeeee Merry Christmas

[Private to Juno]
Narwhale

okay first of all i wanna thank everyone who sent me xmas gifts and isn't in jail at the moment. honestly and without reeling you into the personal shit, this was like making up for every xmas before now and as you can imagine i'm not that good AT xmas. so i'm - i think the word is mortified? - that so many people thought of me that i didn't think of. that people got me multiple gifts and i only got them one. i'm not well versed on how this shit works, really.

so anyway i apologize for sucking and as a blanket present of sorts, and because one of mine was the new fucking star wars movie (!!!!) i wanna invite everyone who's not in jail at the moment for the premiere tomorrow night at, say, nine? i'll make some eats (nachos, popcorn...what else d'you guys like to eat at the movies?) and you can have as much as you want and you can bring your pets and you can wear anything (i mean i'd even say clothing optional but like let's not get carried away here). and if star wars isn't your thing, i'll make you a personalized nice dinner. because i have an apron that says i'm a chef now, and a cookbook or two i wanna try out.

sound good? i'm so sorry i suck guys. thank you so much. not you simms

ps: if you know of anyone who'd benefit from a rape whistle up his ass, say, someone currently in a sort of cell, let me know. :)

So wonder which sicko set the landing Xmas tree on fire? They must've put it out pretty quick, because I didn't know anything about it til I went down to get some breakfast.

Anybody want me to ask for anything special for you that you didn't already list? If anyone needs an idea for me, I'd be down for one of those TVs that has a DVD player built in. Doesn't have to be a giant one either.

[........] What do you think they mean by "the testing we do is necessary"?

so what do you nerds want for christmas? spit spot come on i have a list to make.

So I made my decision, and PARTY TONIGHT! Everyone get your fancy holiday dress on! It's too bad we can't do a gift exchange tonight, but that's totally okay because we have Christmas tunes now, and this is going to be a blast. If anyone wants to help prepare talk to Jack or myself! <3<3<3<3<3

Edit: Starts at 7!

hey, so, snowmobile adventure: yes or yes with hot cocoa and marshmallows afterwards?