Below are the 4 most recent journal entries recorded in Carolina Flack's InsaneJournal:

Monday, May 31st, 2010
1:26 am	Need to put in a couple hours at the range tomorrow; with the robots in town, I want to be sure I'm on top of my game. I can just see my grandfather twitching as he reads that. Sorry! But I'd rather be able to defend myself. It's not like I'm shooting anybody who isn't one of those robots! Somehow, I don't think this logic is going to work any better than the similar lines of logic I've tried in the past. And believe me, I've tried convincing him a lot of different ways. He just gives me that look. And in terms of crap that isn't related to the robots, I need to run a whole mess of errands in the next day or two. God, I hate being an adult sometimes. (Comment on this)
Thursday, April 1st, 2010
6:27 am	Well! It's my birthday. No, really, it's my birthday. I'm the big 3-0. God, that's kind of scary. There WAS going to be a trip involved, but it was with the boy and now that he's been eaten by this place, it'd feel kinda weird going by myself. TOVA! Come with me! Current Mood: happy (Comment on this)
Sunday, February 21st, 2010
9:29 pm	Spent the entire day today doing paperwork. And not even catching up on it, either. No, this was all actual damn current paperwork. Daddy, I love you, but why did I ever let you decide I was vaguely in charge? Though thank God it's largely a team effort or I'd be thwacking my head against my desk. When I wasn't doing paperwork, I was busy fighting with my damn work computer. I don't know who fucked the damn thing up, but when I find out, I'm smacking you. Yes, even if it was you, Uncle Danny. Doing a House impression doesn't exempt you from my wrath. Ugh. I should probably stop sitting here like a lazy-ass and actually go home... yes, I'm still at the office. We Flacks are a workaholic bunch at times. But going home requires movement. Considering that I'm slouched down into a really weird but surprisingly comfortable position... yeah, not happening. ... wonder if there's any Chinese food left in the fridge or if the boy demolished it when I wasn't looking. Wouldn't surprise me. He does like to come by and eat me out of house and home. Honey, I love you, but I'm gonna make you start paying, I swear. (Comment on this)
Friday, July 24th, 2009
7:49 pm	Okay, whoever did that oh so lovely graffiti art across the front of the agency? I catch you, I'm going to beat the everloving fuck out of you. (What? My daddy's the sheriff, goddamnit, I can get away with it.) Cleaning it's going to be a bitch. Need to haul the phone book out and see what's there in the way of cleaning companies in town right now, because I'm sure as hell not cleaning it off. And yes, I tried yesterday. Not at all how I wanted to spend the majority of my afternoon. Especially since it involved dumb-ass townspeople asking me questions like "What happened?" and "Are you gonna clean that off any time soon?" No, I thought I'd leave it there! It's a nice conversation piece, don't you think? Ugh. Screw this. I'm out of the office. I'm going home, where I can curl up with the phone book, my boyfriend, and a really big bottle of booze. I need all three of those after the past two days. I think I need the booze a bit more, though. Just a wee bit. Sorry, honey. You know I love you. Current Mood: cranky (Comment on this)