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| Time: | 6:42 pm. |
| Mood: |  cranky. |
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Apparently we leave for France tomorrow.
You monkeys better behave.
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| Time: | 5:15 pm. |
| Mood: |  happy. | | Music: | E Nomine - Wolfen (Das Tier in mir). |
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...I am...
Happy?
Yes. I believe that I am happy. Joulaim and I had a discussion today, and we...worked through our differences? I suppose. It is strange to me, even with Haesia, but I believe that I enjoy this feeling.
( And I have a perfect reason, as well... )
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Ahem. Now, normally Chstavr wouldn't do this, but since I (Six, his mun) have threatened him with the object of what this post is about, he's making an exception for little old me! Isn't that cute?
*is getting glared at from corner* Right then. Moving on. >_>;
I have a little story to tell all of you, so gather round. It is a great tale, about the little sockpuppet that could.
( Chstavr Sockpuppet Goes To School )
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Wednesday, March 30th, 2005
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| Time: | 9:10 pm. |
| Mood: | angry. |
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I can assure that before this moment I had nothing against both the vampires and the angels.
Now, however, the circumstances are very different.
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Thursday, March 24th, 2005
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| Time: | 10:13 pm. |
| Mood: | unamused. |
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Oh joy, he's back.
I should have made it 4 months.
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Humans are pathetically weak creatures.
She banters in her journal for 15 minutes about that? I hardly know what to think, and I don't think she has a clue either.
Her lack of online chatter is even beginning to annoy me. I'm turning in an application to go live with Shanzi.
Yes, Shanzi.
May whatever God you small minded organisms believe in save you.
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Saturday, March 12th, 2005
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| Time: | 6:26 pm. |
| Mood: | aggravated. |
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Oh so the brat got himself a wife, finally. I think certain people need to get off their high horses and calm the fuck down over it. Especially if they're going to be screeching bloody murder just a few doors away. Fucking hell.
Speaking of which, I've been in that damned hallway far too much. I demanded to be let out today, much to her chargin. She glares at me even as we speak, though I care little.
And my apprentice hasn't even found the surprise yet. Obviously she's not been sticking to the list of chores that I gave her. Hmph. Impertinent whelps.
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| Time: | 10:52 pm. |
| Mood: | ...occupied.. |
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I'm sending Lukas and Loram on a mission.
However, I am currently...achem...otherwise occupied. So I have left Haesia the folder with the proper contents on the desk in her room. I expect all of you to treat this with the same seriousness you would if I were there to give you the orders myself. If you have any confusion of specific orders, I'm sure my Apprentice will do well to answer them. It isn't hard to figure out, after all.
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Sunday, February 20th, 2005
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| Time: | 12:35 am. |
| Mood: | angry. |
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Damn my mun! All she can think to do these days when she gets home at night is curl up with Lukas and sleep. I've gotten no work done over the past few days, and in truth I think I shall be in the same state for quite a few more! I do hope all that this bitch is doing is worth it, because if it is not then there will be hell to pay...
I received the first of Muraki's and Khiet's reports. Hmph. I do not see what the big fuss is about, though Khiet's was rather short considering his high temper and large mouth. I have decided to share them with my Apprentice, if I ever get the bloody chance to see her. Fucking teenaged mun. This is like one big bad dream. Except without the airports and zombies. I think Six might be losing it finally.
Hmph.
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Monday, January 31st, 2005
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| Time: | 11:07 pm. |
| Mood: | pleased. |
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I have just been all but utterly humiliated.
However, my plan worked brilliantly *smirks*
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Sunday, January 30th, 2005
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| Time: | 10:59 am. |
| Mood: | pissed off. |
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Remind me to strangle my mun with a wire when she next sleeps.
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Wednesday, January 26th, 2005
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| Time: | 9:10 pm. |
| Mood: | pleased. |
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*smirks*
Damned infuriating woman.
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| Time: | 7:32 pm. |
| Mood: |  depressed. | | Music: | Lifehouse - Sick Cycle Carousel. |
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This was not supposed to happen. I should not have let any of it happen in the first place. I knew this would be the outcome and yet I allowed it to continue. Who could have predicted these things? Many, I am sure.
I am a blind, old fool. That is what these things make us. It is one of the top three most painful things a person can experience. Everyone has one of the top three done to them at some point, this being the most obvious one. I had thought I had experienced one of those already. I had paid my dues.
Damn you, you cannot stay here forever. By the end of this I will die, and no matter how many people you slay in my name it will not bring me back. That is why we do not give our hearts away. That is what makes us the dramatic ones that we encounter every time we refresh our goddamn friends page. Your time will come when you are no longer obligated to me, in any way, shape, or form. Perhaps I will die even before then. Do not subject yourself to this tedious thing that we call heartache. It is not worth it, no matter how many years it has been since I have smiled. It is not worth it.
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Sunday, January 23rd, 2005
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I have been "huggled".
I feel positively sick right now. My apprentice is spending a week in the dungeon for this.
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Saturday, January 22nd, 2005
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| Time: | 8:08 pm. |
| Mood: | snarky. | | Music: | Altun's mewling *snerk*. |
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That brat earned himself a one way ticket to hell. I am very excited to say the least. Almost wish I could be going there myself, though I have no doubt Lukas has the situation under complete control.
...hmm. I wonder if I might find a servant who isn't so scared out of their mind as to clean up the rabbit's blood in the hall. And to think that damned cat likes me. What is this world coming to.
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Friday, January 21st, 2005
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| Time: | 5:49 pm. |
| Mood: | cranky. |
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ALL OF YOU ARE WORTHLESS TO THIS WORLD. WHICHEVER ONE OF YOU GODDAMN FORSAKEN BRATS STOLE MY BOTTLE IS GOING TO BE DOOMED TO THE REST OF YOUR LIVES IN MY DUNGEON. I WILL SHOW YOU HOW MUCH YOU DAMN QUEER FAIRIES CANNOT BLEED TO DEATH. I WANT ALL OF YOU TO SHUT THE HELL UP BEFORE THIS FUCKING HEADACHE MAKES ME EXPLODE AT YOU.
And fuck this thing called "day" as well. If that bitch steals my goddamn pillow one more time, another 7 or 15 of you are getting flogged.
Fuck.
...though it was damn good scotch.
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Wednesday, January 19th, 2005
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| Time: | 10:43 pm. |
| Mood: | amused. |
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Break out the scotch (either year, as you please). I do believe it is time for a celebration.
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Tuesday, January 18th, 2005
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| Time: | 9:59 pm. |
| Mood: | aggravated. |
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Be prepared for a limited staff for the next few days. I've decided it's time for a random inspection, and 25 of my servants will be examined and promptly flogged. Apprentice, you may be forced to cook if I so choose.
Oh, and Apprentice, tell that damn pixie to shut his mouth. It's not like he can really even use it anymore. You do not see me going around trying to walk. Mistress my ass.
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Friday, January 14th, 2005
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| Time: | 6:00 pm. |
| Mood: | pissed off. |
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A university dorm. A women's university dorm. A WOMEN'S university.
Apprentice, when I return from my grand weekend amongst my mun and her "kin", I shall require a piece of parchment, a quill, and perhaps some nice stemware to throw. Muraki and I are leading a revolt.
Damn infuriating woman I call a mun. Bitch.
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Friday, December 31st, 2004
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| Time: | 10:57 am. |
| Mood: | quiet. |
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Arise I did this morning to find a needle still clutched between her fingers. Under her comforter she went and I attended to our now flightful guest. Gave me a kiss on the cheek and said "Good show". Mortal brat. He reminds me of myself when I was once a soldier, though I with less of a pension for horse types, I should say.
Today we rest. Tonight we dance. Or she does at any rate.
Damn fae. I can't seem to rid myself of them.
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