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User LockPickstah44 wrote:

Dude, I don't care what anyone says. Project Freelancer has some seriously bangin' Christmas parties. We have one every year where we kind of take over headquarters and just party, and it's great fun. This year we had a DJ and a disco ball, which was awesome. The DJ played a mix of holiday tunes and regular music, and he even managed to find a few Hanukkah songs, including that goofy one by Adam Sandler. That guy's hilarious, by the way. There was a TON OF FOOD this year, too! I've never seen them do so well with the food. It was great!

Also, the guards were incredibly dumb. I managed to sneak Tucker in. I claimed he was new--- Agent Puerto Rico. I can't believe they bought that! Having a friend to hang with made the party even more awesome. I usually just kind of mill around, mingle, and drink myself into a stupor once I get bored. This time I actually had someone to harass people with. Score.

I also made my annual attempt to get Tex under the mistletoe. Another failure. I swear to God, Tex, one day you'll kiss me and you'll like it.

Anyway, happy upcoming New Year, everyone!

User LockPickstah44:

Goddamn, after I read the post below this, I almost didn't wanna post. But, you know, I felt like I should try to lighten the mood. Before I do so, I'd just like to say, I'm really sorry, you guys. I hope your dad makes it.

Anyway, it's been a while since I posted. I didn't really do anything of particular interest today, but I figured I ought to post something eventually. So, here it is.

I must've been sleeping with my mouth open last night, because when I got up this morning, the inside of my mouth tasted like ass. I was gonna drink coffee to get rid of it, but I honestly think coffee tastes like ass, too. I'm gonna make a confession. I'm really a tea-drinker at heart. I just drink coffee because it's masculine. I hate that shit. So I had tea this morning. That fixed the taste problem. Even if D scolded me for putting too much sugar in.

Then I decided to get on Grand Theft Auto just for kicks, and I didn't really play, I just stole some dude's truck and went around driving on the sidewalk. That was a fun start to my morning.

After that, I actually got a call to do some work for once. He wanted me to break into some government building and steal some thing... pretty routine assignment, if you ask me. It was really easy. It took me like a fuckin' hour. Doesn't anyone ever want to break into evil lairs and save the world anymore? Or is that only for movies these days? Wyoming, you lucky bastard. You're a hitman, for God's sakes. At least your job is semi-entertaining from time to time.

With no more than a few hours out of my day, I just decided to go home. I was on my way when I drove through this one town that was having some sort of carnival. I got a corndog there for lunch. Oh! And I found deep fried oreos. I thought they sounded disgusting, but I saw like six or seven people order some before I got to the front of the line to order my corndog and lemonade, so I thought, "hey, I'll try 'em", and I ordered some. Those. Things. Are. Heaven. Basically, they're oreos wrapped in funnel cake, and the cookies get all soft inside. Oh my God. Next time any of you goes to a carnival, get some of those things. They'll fuckin' blow your mind.

So, after I got my food, I found a concert for some local band I'd never heard of, so I grabbed a seat on the bleachers they had set up and gave 'em a listen while I ate. After I'd finished eating, I decided to go join the people standing up by the stage in jumping up and down senselessly. That was fun.

I scoped out the rides, but the best thing they had was a swinging pirate ship, so I played that water squirting game where you aim at the button and try to get your marker to the top first. I lost like five times, so I went and played the pick-a-duck game just because I knew I'd win. I got a stuffed turtle.

After that, I got bored, so I drove home. I played Grand Theft Auto for real for a little while, then got irritated because I was having trouble finding some dude I was supposed to talk to, so I drove on the sidewalk for a while.

Then, I got on the blog, and here I am! That's pretty much all.

Also, there's a stuffed turtle that needs a good home. Anyone like stuffed animals?

User LockPickstah44 wrote:

Damn, as soon as I join the blog, activity goes down. That's kinda lame. I was hoping this would be fun, and I'd get lots of comments, like that Sarge guy did on his one post. Of course, he did change the template. Maybe if I got on here and changed it to something ridiculous and random, everyone would freak out like before. Oh, God, I'm scheming. What's next? Ha, ha.

But, this blog thing is pretty cool. I made some friends... and a mortal enemy, apparently, because some people can't take a joke. Of course, I did make the joke because he was dissing Freelancers. Probably wouldn't have said anything otherwise, hint hint. Also, I don't think Grif likes me either. But Tucker is pretty cool, and Doc just oozes friendly. And Caboose, my man, you are hilarious. It was great meeting you guys. Thanks again, Tex, for showing me this blog.

It was raining hard as HELL yesterday! It was like a freaking MONSOON! And everytime I thought it was letting up, it'd start pouring again. I couldn't even get on the computer yesterday, which is why I didn't post sooner. I wanted to get something on here yesterday. D also kept nagging me not to drive anywhere, but if I had stayed in all day, I would've gotten so stir crazy. I'm not a very good "cooped up" type, so.

Anyway, all I did was go to McDonald's. I wanted a Big Mac and a McFlurry (don't judge me). Oh, and one of those huge $1 Sweet Teas. But man, the rain was so damn bad, and with my eye the way it is (Thanks a lot, O'Malley), I barely made it. I almost crashed into this one Prius, and as much as I like seeing Priuses destroyed (damn hippies and their monstrosity of a car), I would've probably had to pay for repairs. Plus, I drive a Porsche. No way in HELL I was gonna let that thing crash. Oh, and I might also have gotten hurt. Luckily, I swerved out of the way just in time. The lady driving the Prius probably honked at me for a full minute. If D had a human heart, he would've had a heart attack. I got quite the earful on the way home. But I got my food, I got out of the house, I pissed off a lady in a Prius, I got home safe, and my kickass car is still in perfect condition. Happilly ever after.

In case you haven't noticed, I like cars.

User LockPickstah44 wrote:

Yes! I got Delta back from Washington! He filled me in on all the crap he's been through with South and Maine. Man, it's been forever!

Also, I kick ass at Grand Theft Auto. I thought you all should know.

Well, I already posted today, so I don't got a whole lot more to say. Seeya.

User LockPickstah44 wrote:

Hey, this place is pretty cool. Tex, you weren't kidding when you said that everyone's always fighting, ha,ha.

Anyway, most of you guys here don't know me, so let me introduce myself--- I'm Agent New York, but everyone just calls me York. My AI was Delta (before I died, but I'm okay now, thanks for asking) and I'm an infiltration specialist. I'm an old friend of Tex's from back in the day. And don't worry, Blue guys, she kicked my ass on a regular basis, too. Not worth losing any self esteem over. Anyway, she's the one who invited me here. I wasn't gonna, but when Reggie (Wyoming) said something, too, I figured it was worth a shot. So, hi!

From what I hear, Tex invited Wyoming and Washington to join, too. Looks like she didn't wanna be the only Freelancer here....

Anyway, since I was... indisposed... who wants to tell me what I missed?