Journal Entry 92: Um...

[dr_t_s_venture]

Okay, apparently Venture Industries has a software division. I'm not sure how I couldn't know this. I wonder how much money it's making... Obviously not very much, I suppose. But then computer programming isn't exactly my forte. Not that I can't do it

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[i_am_the_bat]

So...you're worried about me because I don't... take art classes?

What?

[dr_t_s_venture]

... No, Hank. There is such a thing as too much information-- I'll... explain it to you later.

[i_am_the_bat]

'K.

Hey, Pop? I think I might need a hair cut. My hair is like longer than Triana's right now. And it's super itchy! Either that, or I have lice...again.

[dr_t_s_venture]

... Oookay. That certainly doesn't sound good.

[dr_t_s_venture]

...

She's just... taken to hiding in the air vents whenever I'm around.

[dr_t_s_venture]

Hm. Yes he should get some credit for that, at least. He does have some etiquette when it comes to women. Some.

[dr_t_s_venture]

Quite frankly, neither do I.

[i_am_the_bat]

I was kinda hoping that at least you would be proud of me, Pop.

[dr_t_s_venture]

It's not that-- I just really don't need, or want, that much detailed information... If only you and Dean could find a balance when it comes to these sharing things.

[monarch_the]

....that tentacled daughter of yours is still around?

[dr_t_s_venture]

Of course. Well, not in my presence so much. But, yes.

[monarch_the]

Oh god you're emotionally attached to it, aren't you?

[dr_t_s_venture]

Well, she is mine. And she's sort of all I have left of... him... so...