Journal? What Journal?

[_notjustagirl_]

I forgot I had one. What, you try being a rodent for several years and see if you can remember little picky details like that.

Things have been going pretty well. I got back in touch with an old friend of mine, Heather Vargas, a few weeks ago. She's working at Sunnydale High now; she's in charge of the school play, and she asked me to help her

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I don't understand what you have against mochachinos

[darth_wells]

hmmmm. what to eat? maybe stir fry?
Why can Johnathan never keep the spices in order?
I have a system. Can't he understand that?
I am so tired of reorganizing after he cooks.
So I was in the kitchen and suddenly I heard a rapping of someone tapping at my chamber door.

[_notjustagirl_]

I have no idea why Jon won't just give me a key. I guess because Andrew lives here too. I keep knocking on the door, wondering how long I'll have to stand here.

[darth_wells]

Oh good. annoyed knocking. Who ever knocks?
Oh, It's only Amy. I open the locks and the door.
"great." I mumble.
I step out of the way so she can come in if she wants. I'm still In search of...dinner. Lenard Nemoy is greatly under rated as an actor. he should really have more roles.

[_notjustagirl_]

"Andrew." I brush past him and go into the kitchen, thinking I'll make myself a cup of tea while I wait for Jon.

My boyfriend so needs a place of his own, or... something. I start rummaging around for teabags.