Conor's blog

First day in the new "living" arrangements and I have learned Morse code and foiled the clothing requirements, among other things*. Assholes.

*Met more people. ... Mm.

Why no, I have absolutely no interest in wearing period clothing and traipsing around a barn with horses like a fucking pansy. Whyever do you fucking ask?

In lieu of any authority figures, these people are fucking morons. Suspect this is why house actually burned down.

Or maybe scientists are bored of their crap. Can't blame them.

Zania: Redheaded, foreign, most definitely some kind of nomad: accent's hard to place and she talks like she's roaming. Sensible. Ish.

*Proven practical. Hallefuckinglujah.

Matt: British, fond of the lake, odd. Making no certain judgments as yet, but instincts suggest he's lying. About the lake. For whatever reason. ???

Note to self: Stay away from Unpleasant Blind Asian Chick. And maybe learn her name.*

*Hannah