- Condition One: Attack is present, or imminent. The CIC is locked down and the ship's commander is on station.
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Apr 27, 2008
I find myself cheated this morning. Fucked over. Screwed. I wasted my precious Saturday waiting for Javier, who was evidently thinking with his dick, instead of his head. I spent 7 fucking hours waiting for someone to call me and tell me to go the fuck home. To tell me something. Instead, I ended up watching reruns of Queer Eye For The Straight Guy. Can I get any lower than that? Yes I can. After nearly hanging myself with my belt, I called him. Mafe answered. She told me that they were going to go have dinner (Well, La dee fucking da!). That I should wait for their call to see if were going to do something or not. Fine. I go to the store, bought cigarettes and a Sprite and waited for an hour and a half by the pool at the Inter. No call came. I call Emma. They had told me earlier that she wanted to sneak out. Fine. Emma is on the other line with Lulu, her boyfriend. She tells me that Elsa and Mynor are the mall. What mall I ask? The big goddamn fucking mall in front of your house, she replies. Ahh. Why hasn't anyone called me? I don't know. 12:30 am. I call Javier. And there they are, Mafe and Javier. Watching movies and doing God knows what else at their house, while I'm playing with my putz. Now, should I be mad? Irate? Pissed? YA NO DIGAN QUE NO SALGO TIMADO! Condition One is set.
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