I got a call a few days ago from my caretaker. It reminds me how much I miss my life and my real job.

Here I am... an ex zombie and ex single father with a dead-end job in a bookstore and a toy robot from no one and a crummy apartment. It is not "the life." It is a life, but I'm fairly sure it could be better ( Read more... )

Another long string of questions that I felt like answering because I was bored...

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Curiouser and curiouser.

Je suis confus, for true.

Who sent me a Christmas present? Because I do not adhere to the religious or traditional principles integral to the holiday, I opened it early. The tag said... "Thought you could do with being given a present. Merry Christmas." What is that supposed to mean? I am not lonely. I...Anyway. It is ( Read more... )

Well...

Things are weird.

My roommate is named Light Yagami, for those of you who might not know. He is approximately ten years younger, today.

Is it possible to be on drugs and not know it?

Hm.

This is odd.

This morning I found some cherries, with a note card.

ごめんなさい。Gomennasai. "I'm sorry" was written on it.

Who left that? I have no idea in the slightest.

Hmmm. This was odd.

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For true? This is deplorable...

I just ran out of skittles... why are they doing this? Is someone on strike ( Read more... )

I got a cat for the apartment I share with Light.

I think that Light likes cats... but I am allergic, so to compromise I picked up a cornish rex. A cat that does not shed because it has very little hair.


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