Natalia hasn't been coming home lately. I told her that we'd be looking into houses to buy soon, but somehow she's interpreted that as "we're moving into the Myrtle's House." For the life of me, I cannot see what she finds so intriguing about that house.

I should go out and bring her home.

...later.

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I am finally out of that miserable place... I don't... want to see the hospital bill... I can barely keep up with rent, and now this... why is it that I share a respectable title with all of the miserable men who stick needles in my arm, yet they still make more than I do?

...I think I'm making borscht for dinner tonight. The beets ( Read more... )

Raivis,

I apologize for my absence yesterday. I have been very busy.

Ignore the rotten tomatoes on the counter top. I meant to bring them home fresh yesterday, but I got sidetracked and left them at my apartment when I visited to check on some things retrieve some things.

Going home is getting harder and harder... I find it difficult to avoid Natalia ( Read more... )

( Pretend this was posted yesterday. )

To: Alfred F. Jones
Sent: Wednesday September 1st, 17:47

I sincerely hope you don't plan on getting your clothes back... because I can't find them. I will be needing my coat back from you though.

To: Emiliana
Sent: Wednesday September 1st, 17:51

I'm afraid that I'm not free until late this weekend or next weekend for our little game. Which time works ( Read more... )

...Yekaterina turns 31 today, and Natalia will be 24 tomorrow. I wonder if making a cake will be worth the effort if I will be the only one eating it.

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To: Alfred F. Jones
Sent: Monday May 3rd, 01:07 am.

I-I... I'm really sorry if I woke you up... I-I need... I need somewhere to hide... I have the spare key... a-and I'll be over with the dog soon... just... don't come at the door with a baseball bat again...

{Locked From Natalia}

...I, um.

...dropped my aunt off at the airport yesterday... b-because of the airports in Europe opened up again...

...and...

...Natalia... stepped out of one of the terminals.

...and she spent all night inspecting my bedroom...

...she found my Bon Sejour uniform... I told her that it was nothing but a costume, but... needless to ( Read more... )

Vacation time is up, it seems.

Wednesday was supposed to be my final day off, but I was prisoner to the phone from the moment I woke up to the time I fell asleep. My clients are quite... punctual when it comes to my days off, so they were all calling me to schedule appointments. Occasionally, I get that phone call about mental or emotional ( Read more... )

Natasha, I've come home from my stay at the office because the thermostat had broken down and I was really cold and--... well, never mind... I came home while you were off working today... and I found this strange piece of paper sitting on the counter.

...What the hell is it? ...and why is Alfred at the top of it?!

( What is this? Groceries? A HIT LIST!? )