Thursday Night, 2:00 AM, Fritz' Apartment |
Fritz The apartment looks like a pit. Doritos bags, Mountain Dew cans, underware, old pizza boxes. I'll pick it up when I have more time. Leisl looked a bit disdainful when she came in, but I think she has adjusted. I doubt her room is all that pristine. She doesn't seem anal retentive like Ted's girlfriend, on the other hand. She came over here once, and I swear she was going to faint. That girl needs to loosen up in a serious way.I found the BBS last night. Don't ask me how. At first I though there was something wrong, because the login prompt looked like garbage. Of course, it wasn't garbage, it was a foreign language, and my machine was not set up to deal with whatever language it was. I spent most of today hacking around trying to figure out what language it was, and once I discovered what it was, figuring out how to get my machine to display it in some sane way. Russian! It was Russian! Now I've got Leisl over here helping me by translating. I haven't told Gil yet, but man is he going to flip!
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LeislI guess I did owe Fritz a couple of favors, but I think I've probably payed them off by now. It's not the translation that's difficult, it's sitting in his apartment for four hours. Actually, I'm being too hard on him. It's messy, but it could be much worse. To be frank, while I'm not the k-rad hacker stud he is, I'm smart enough to know that this is some heavy shit he's getting himself into. He's really smart, but I still wouldn't want to see him getting in deep shit. Man, I should try to talk him into letting me go soon. It is a school night. Well, maybe it isn't for him, but it is for me.
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