Spending the day picking hurbs with Oishi-san was not what I had in mind when I left the mansion yesterday.

I don't bother to check the journals for three days and this is what happens. It certainly took them long enough to take someone... not that I'm happy they took anyone at all ( Read more... )

To the person I voted for:

No hard feelings. really. I actually like you, and reading your journals. It's just, well, that's how it happened. You can blame the little lotto game feature on the computer. >.>

Hey did any of you know there was a karaoke room on the first floor between the pool room and game room? I went by there one day and the door had been left open, and I could have sworn it had been one of the locked doors before now.

Oh, and in case you were wondering where I've been... I've been in there. >.>

Sengoku-san, huh? What'd he do? Pull his own name out of a hat?

I didn't honestly think he'd be the first to go. It seemed like he got on well enough with most of us.

Che ( Read more... )

Okay, ha ha. I'm laughing on the inside. Really.

But I'm not buying. Whoever took the time to make these and slip them under the doors can go find someone else to mess with. I'm not in the mood.

Okay, so I was going to explore the other side of the beach today, but ended up getting side tracked when I went to go get my mp3 player and It. Wasn't. There ( Read more... )

I thought I'd do a little exploring myself today. Going to see what's on the other side of the beach, since it obviously doesn't stretch all the way across the island.

Company is always welcome.

Neh, Kirihara, you did a number on my back. These claw marks sting like hell. I guess I'm going to have to get used to sleeping on my stomach for the next week or so, though I have a bruise there as well, so I'm still trying to figure out how I'm going to manage it. *grin ( Read more... )