Tue, 14 Mar 2006 09:02:02 GMT

I'm rather pleased with how the journal layout looks. I'm fond of blue and white, which is somewhat expected, I guess.

Archer's suggested that I should ask Kira if she'd like to go ice-skating with me sometime when we both have a day off. I'm not sure why, but she does seem very nice, and I certainly wouldn't mind teaching her how.

Well... er...

Thu, 16 Feb 2006 09:32:26 GMT

It's a journal, and I'm supposed to write in it. Tell people about myself, and suchlike and whatnot. But I really don't know what to say.

I'm Jack, not that ghost that hangs out in the lounge, and I'm working in the Bad Roleplay Department. Yes, Jack Frost, and I do have ice powers. I was named after my father.

I have a bit of a Russian accent, as my family came from Tula, which is just south of Moscow, but I've lived in America since I was six. My English is better than my Russian, to tell the truth.

I've had a more or less normal life, I guess, if there is such a thing, despite the fact that I'm not all that normal. After spending this much time at HQ, though, I've been starting to feel pretty average.

I have been ice skating since I was about two, and I can honestly say that I'm very good at it.

I'm not as homocidal as a lot of the other agents around here. They tell me that I'll get the hang of it once I've been around a bit longer, assuming that I last that long.

Very reassuring, yessir.