The courier gave us all diaries for Christmas. I think I'm the only one who knows she's full of shit. Eggnog is not involve dropping Deathclaw eggs of the roof of the Lucky 38 and Mistletoe is not an excuse to shoot missiles at pedestrians caught out after dark.
Note to self: next year stop Lily from making the “fruit cake”. Our stomachs may never be the same.
2282 January 3
I didn't realize I was expected to write in this every day. Well. Nothing new. I still think the courier is trying to get us all killed. She ran into the raider camp south of Novac with just a combat knife again. It took 15 stimpaks to stop the bleeding. Why did I think following her was a good idea? I can't seem to remember.
2282 January 4
The courier is whining about the stitches. Apparently she wanted pink thread instead of black. I didn't realize saving her life was secondary to making her arm and shoulder “pretty.” I wonder if Julie needs any help.
2282 January 5
Boone ate the last of the Sugarbombs again. How early does he have to get up to eat a whole box? Must investigate further.
2282 January 6
It's my own fault for thinking she'd learned her lesson after the last time. This time it was Powder Gangers. That damn combat knife is going to have to meet with a terrible accident. Why can't she take Boone along on these suicide missions? At least he'd enjoy it.
2282 January 7
Still no Sugarbombs. Found another empty box in the refrigerator. I think he's doing it on purpose.
2282 January 8
Another day filled with mindless violence and near death experiences. Caught the courier laughing mid-battle and muttering something about points. It could be brain damage from the gunshot wound she took to the head. Either way, she shouldn't be leading anyone anywhere. I don't care what she says bringing a knife to a gun fight is never a good idea.
2282 January 9
Success! Finally discovered just how early you have to get up to beat that neanderthal to the Sugarbombs. 4:45. It was worth it.
Note to self: tomorrow morning have camera handy. Shirtless Boone is glorious.
2282 January 10
Forget about the camera. It was a bad idea. I think the courier's judgement is rubbing off on me. Also, hide stupid Cass' whiskey. Broken glasses aren't funny.
Arcade's Diary part 1/2
Summary: Arcade keeps a diary.
2281 December 25
The courier gave us all diaries for Christmas. I think I'm the only one who knows she's full of shit. Eggnog is not involve dropping Deathclaw eggs of the roof of the Lucky 38 and Mistletoe is not an excuse to shoot missiles at pedestrians caught out after dark.
Note to self: next year stop Lily from making the “fruit cake”. Our stomachs may never be the same.
2282 January 3
I didn't realize I was expected to write in this every day. Well. Nothing new. I still think the courier is trying to get us all killed. She ran into the raider camp south of Novac with just a combat knife again. It took 15 stimpaks to stop the bleeding. Why did I think following her was a good idea? I can't seem to remember.
2282 January 4
The courier is whining about the stitches. Apparently she wanted pink thread instead of black. I didn't realize saving her life was secondary to making her arm and shoulder “pretty.” I wonder if Julie needs any help.
2282 January 5
Boone ate the last of the Sugarbombs again. How early does he have to get up to eat a whole box? Must investigate further.
2282 January 6
It's my own fault for thinking she'd learned her lesson after the last time. This time it was Powder Gangers. That damn combat knife is going to have to meet with a terrible accident. Why can't she take Boone along on these suicide missions? At least he'd enjoy it.
2282 January 7
Still no Sugarbombs. Found another empty box in the refrigerator. I think he's doing it on purpose.
2282 January 8
Another day filled with mindless violence and near death experiences. Caught the courier laughing mid-battle and muttering something about points. It could be brain damage from the gunshot wound she took to the head. Either way, she shouldn't be leading anyone anywhere. I don't care what she says bringing a knife to a gun fight is never a good idea.
2282 January 9
Success! Finally discovered just how early you have to get up to beat that neanderthal to the Sugarbombs. 4:45. It was worth it.
Note to self: tomorrow morning have camera handy. Shirtless Boone is glorious.
2282 January 10
Forget about the camera. It was a bad idea. I think the courier's judgement is rubbing off on me. Also, hide stupid Cass' whiskey. Broken glasses aren't funny.