07
I've acquired a new roommate, the young gentleman I've mentioned here before, the one who models for me. It's taking some adjustment but I'm pleased with the arrangement thus far. It's rather nice walking out of my studio to find another welcome presence in my home.
My painting has fallen to the wayside while I adapt to living with someone again but I hope to be resuming it soon. I already miss it.
Work continues to go well. My boss is thrilled with my performance and has given me more projects to head work on. I haven't needed to give him a push, either. It's made the job much more enjoyable. I dislike having nothing to do with my time, even when I'm paid handsome sums for it.
No more new purchases, still. I am doing quite well with that regard.
I've discontinued my gardening blog for the time being. I've had little interest in maintaining it of late. I enjoy blogging, however, so perhaps it's time to find a new topic to write about. I'm considering a political blog once I become more immersed in the current state of things. It's a thought.
[I admit I'm quite nervous about all of this. It's a nice enough arrangement. I cannot complain about a reliable, convenient, willing food source living in my home, especially when said food source keeps other unwelcome presences out. The neighbors are nice enough but I am quite tired of them stealing tools from my garage.
It has its educational perks. I'm learning quite a bit about a species I've had limited dealings with. It's difficult to not sympathize with their plight. I cannot begin to imagine the horror of having a completely different side to you, one utterly incapable of logic, reason, or ability to recognize friend from foe. Ohtori-kun did not choose this state as I did and regret and he does not relish in it and use it for an excuse to discard all traces of human decency as so many of my kind do. I'm as guilty of it as they are in some instances but I remember I was a man once and every bit as human as those we feed on are.
The more I get to know Ohtori-kun, the more convinced I am that this war is silly and pointless and counterproductive to the best interests of all of our species. I've lived for three hundred years, almost half of that alone, yet I still find I have more in common with this werewolf than I have most vampires I've met.
There has to be a third option here. People are people, we do not fall so cleanly into black and white extremes. I do not support this war but I do not wish to see those who do meet a violent, messy end either.
I wish I knew what that third option was. Ohtori-kun's my friend. I don't want him to become my enemy. He's only ever been kind to me.]
[OOC: Strikes gone.]
My painting has fallen to the wayside while I adapt to living with someone again but I hope to be resuming it soon. I already miss it.
Work continues to go well. My boss is thrilled with my performance and has given me more projects to head work on. I haven't needed to give him a push, either. It's made the job much more enjoyable. I dislike having nothing to do with my time, even when I'm paid handsome sums for it.
No more new purchases, still. I am doing quite well with that regard.
I've discontinued my gardening blog for the time being. I've had little interest in maintaining it of late. I enjoy blogging, however, so perhaps it's time to find a new topic to write about. I'm considering a political blog once I become more immersed in the current state of things. It's a thought.
[I admit I'm quite nervous about all of this. It's a nice enough arrangement. I cannot complain about a reliable, convenient, willing food source living in my home, especially when said food source keeps other unwelcome presences out. The neighbors are nice enough but I am quite tired of them stealing tools from my garage.
It has its educational perks. I'm learning quite a bit about a species I've had limited dealings with. It's difficult to not sympathize with their plight. I cannot begin to imagine the horror of having a completely different side to you, one utterly incapable of logic, reason, or ability to recognize friend from foe. Ohtori-kun did not choose this state as I did and regret and he does not relish in it and use it for an excuse to discard all traces of human decency as so many of my kind do. I'm as guilty of it as they are in some instances but I remember I was a man once and every bit as human as those we feed on are.
The more I get to know Ohtori-kun, the more convinced I am that this war is silly and pointless and counterproductive to the best interests of all of our species. I've lived for three hundred years, almost half of that alone, yet I still find I have more in common with this werewolf than I have most vampires I've met.
There has to be a third option here. People are people, we do not fall so cleanly into black and white extremes. I do not support this war but I do not wish to see those who do meet a violent, messy end either.
I wish I knew what that third option was. Ohtori-kun's my friend. I don't want him to become my enemy. He's only ever been kind to me.]
[OOC: Strikes gone.]