( Can't catch up! )

( Witty place holding cut tag! )

[Private: Ben]
Ben. My favorite, darling, protege.

I'm going to say this quite simply.
WHERE THE FUCK IS MY NEW PERSONAL ASSISTANT!?

I feel as if you are not doing your job correctly. Why do I not have a new Personal Assistant?

It seems that New Years was a success. Some time meeting the Pitt boys, and their far to lovely wives. Not sure what they see in those two, but for granted, it's what it is. Not sure what caused me to update this so late, but it goes with my natural ability to be timely of course. Just got the new prototype out for Hare Inc.'s new cell phone. Android and iPhone eat your fucking heart out. This will be the latest in cellular technology. Of course, I'm a fucking genius, so you can expect nothing but that.

All I need now, is some testers. This phone is almost indestructible. Gorilla glass screen, and an IP69-09K. For people who don't know what that means. That's the rating of a dump truck, that you can also drop off a three story building.

Ladies and gentleman, meet Hare Technology's new beast. The Eternal

Volunteers?

Richard, how about Maddie. You told me she likes throwing her phone around.
How are ya old man?

Another Christmas coming by. Another Christmas I'll spend alone.

Ben. Don't worry about coming in till Wednesday next week. Enjoy the holiday.

There is a leak in my company. A major one.

I'm going to destroy who ever it is. Their life as they know it, will end.

Ben, what does the rest of your week look like?

Voted.

Ben Shaw, congratulations. You've been promoted to my personal assistant.

I require my coffee at my desk at eight am, tomorrow morning. Black Colombian, three teaspoons of milk, two of sugar.

That is all.

Hey old man winter. Care to have some uninvited company?
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Don't ignore me Richard Pitt, you know I'm talking to you!

I have made myself King. Of my very own island.

I'm happy to say that I am fully moved to New York now. I'm even pleased to say, that Millie moved all the way out here with me. I asked her, if she would. She said yes. Then I took to mind what a friend said, on how to stay just a little bit more faithful. Not only that, I want her to live with me. I spend most of my time with her anyway, and I love when she stays with me at my place, I normally never want her to leave when she's there. So I asked her to move in with me too, when we got to New York. She said yes.

Now we're actually here, and it's great! I love coming home. She's either already home, or she comes home with me. Waking up with her, daily. Oh not to mention, I don't always have to shower by myself before work. I can drag her with.

Wonderful thing, this realtionship with her. Wouldn't change it for anyting.

( Millie )

I had the fucking weirdest dream on the fucking planet. FUCKING WEIRD.

[Readable by friends, not Vivienne]

I had a dream, with Millie, and Chicago Deep Dish Pizza.
Millie was in a fucking sexy lingerie, and holding a deep dish pan of pizza.

Millie needs to get home, so I can fuck her brains out....

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[Kenny]

Where the fuck are you kid?
Just talk to me. Tell me what's up.

Millie. We're going out. You get nothing to say on this. A very important client just came into town. And we, as in you and me, need to make a perfect first opinion on this guy.

Wear something nice.

[Edit]
All comments filed under Blocked: EVERYONE, except Millie

[Blocked from those would harp at him, or get Richard, Micheal, or Millie to harp at him]

Okay. So I went to the doctor. Like the doctor ordered. And I mean ordered. He has a problem with my drinking. I mean, I don't have a huge drinking problem. Just lately. I can't seem to live with out it. As I was told, I've spent time letting my liver rest. I'll stay like that for awhile to keep Micheal off my back. But. It just stops me from thinking about it.

So. that's how it is...
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Millie, well you come over friday, and cook dinner with me. I thought maybe we could cook dinner and watch a movie or something.

[Block: Millie]

So, i have the greatest assistant ever. I didn't relize it untill just recently. I'm lucky. I'm so glad I hired her. I have to go get her something special to show my thanks. To show I understand what she said, and how she feels. Oh...

Richard. Sorry you couldn't find me.

Doc, when do you want to see me? I know you're going to want to yell at me.

I guess...I'm no spending Thanksgiving alone. I'll be in New York. Millie insisted I joined her at her friends house. So. I'll be there. Then I guess I'll spend the rest of the weekend quitely at my condo out there...

[Not Readable by: Viv or anyone who will bitch him out]

Who am i kidding. I'm not going to spend the entire weekend by myself, in my condo. Fuck that. I'm going to go out on the town friday night. I'm going to go crazy this weekend. Maybe I'll have an after club party too. Have a bunch people over. It'd be nice to get a little loose.

Speaking of that.

Miss. Leone, are you going to be around later this weekend? Have an actual date maybe? Not just fucking in a bathroom...

[Blocked: Viv or anyone who well tell her]

I ended things with...Viv...

I'm spending the holiday with Millie, and her friend. In New York.

[Private]
Oh. Fuck...
[/Private]

[Richard]
I'm sorry...
[/Richard]

Edit:
Oh. Millie. Do you have any plans for Thanksgiving?