★ 02 [Video] Settling In

[mightbeconcussed]

[Lucy pans the camera around her apartment. Everything is meticulously clean and organized if a bit sparse. She pulls the camera back around for an extreme close up of her face; one eye, part of her nose and the corner of her mouth. The camera zooms out a bit before she speaks]


Okay, so obviously I'm settling in. I've read the guide thingy--what a lie I called Hardison at like 3 in the morning and made him read it to me. HOWEVER so beside the point.

Yes, I have a point. In fact I often have a point. I am point-tastic. I just get side tracked sometimes. THAT is so not where I am going to day. I am on point, task, track. Whatever you want to call it. I am on it.

I need a job. Preferably nothing icky. You know the guy on Dirty Jobs? Yeah that's never going to be me. Anyone want a cute, peppy, blonde, former cheerleader with a possible slight OCD problem and a definite verbal vomit problem?

Edit Someone should start up a taxi service.

Because I'm totally going to end up breaking something on the walk home in four inch heels.

Comments

[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

I don't know, I just had a chance to learn a cool job and the second job just sort of... happened. I guess when I didn't have to get a job, it wasn't work.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Oh God...I could actually be hit with a heavy dose of responsibility. That's scary.

So what kind of cool job do you have?

[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

I know, you'd better watch out.

Well, before I was learning to be a mechanic. I still do some of that but I also paint. Like... rooms and stuff. I also rent out one of the few cars in town.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Oooh so if I want my place painted or I feel a particularly strong desire to take a car out instead of walking, I know who to call.

[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

Exactly! Just, you know, be careful with the Jag...

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Oooh! I learned how to drive stick in a jag. Daddy swore it was never the same after that.

[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

Okay, you are never, ever driving the Porsche.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Oh boo hiss. You're no fun.

What have you got in the late 60's/early 70's era?

[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

Hey, I am serious fun. I mean, not like all serious about being fun.

Nothing, actually. There aren't a lot of cars here.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Oh well if you're serious about it then [It's obvious from her voice she's teasing him]

Obviously whomever is running the city has never worn four inch heels to work.

[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

I am like a fun machine.

No, probably not. Well, maybe a few of them have.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

I hope you put that on your resume.

They need a taxi service.

[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

It's on my business card, yeah. Sam Witwicky: Fun Machine.

There used to be one, but I think that guy left. No idea what happened to his taxi.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Oh good. You really should advertise things like that.

Someone else should press it into service.

[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

Maybe I'll get a shirt.

You can always try and convince someone it would be a good idea.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Always a good idea.

That would be awfully ambitious of me, which means it probably won't get done. Ambition and me are not friends.

[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

Here, I'll help.

Someone should start up a taxi service.

Now you can just copy and paste.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Alright, done and added. I'll have to mention it again in a post as well.

[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

Good luck with it then.