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 Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2006 7:21 am
-| January 1st
Happy New Year! Kira let me stay up really late tonight, and Akshaya came over to visit. She's doing pretty good at the new apartment she got with Reaghan. He went out with friends to get stone-a** drunk. At least, that's what Akshaya said.
But anyway, we had fun. We sang and popped little noisemakers. There was confetti and string stuff all over the place by the time we got done. But Kira and Trollax had it cleaned up in no time. I went to bed not long after that. It was a good night.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 10:08 am
~ January 20th
Today was Trollax's birthday. We didn't quite go all out like we did with Kira's, but it was decent enough. I got cake and ice cream, so I can't complain.
Been spending a lot of time in my room lately. After the Christmas party, I've pretty much gone back to being the lonely loner. Been listening to a lot of music to try and cheer myself up. Been succeeding in doing the opposite. But that's how it goes sometimes. I sound so meloncholy. I suppose at least I have Luna. She hasn't left my side ever unless we were in a place she could explore and still be within sight of me. She's a loyal pet. It's almost like she's guarding me for someone.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 10:17 am
~ February 10th
Kira's getting ready for something called 'Valentine's Day'. She's putting up red hearts and lace and little things that sort of remind me of Donny all around the house. She says Valentine's Day is for showing people you love how much you really care.
I called Akshaya up to ask her about it. She says Valentine's Day is a way to cover up the bloody mascure that occured because of someone named Valentine. Or something like that. Weird reason to celebrate love...because someone killed somebody. But I suppose that'll have to work for me since it does for everyone else.
I got bored the other day, so I fiddled with my conjouring powers, trying to summon up Valentines for my friends and family. It didn't work too well.
Instead of flowers, I ended up with folders. Instead of chocolate, I ended up with some kind of funky looking mineral. Instead of cards, I ended up with several buckets of fat. It was all worthless, of course. I still haven't figured out how to get rid of stuff I conjour, so I had to dump it in the dumpster behind the apartment building. It was hell caring it down there, I'll tell you...
Oh, well... Maybe I'll be more successful next time.
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