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I never thought I'd say it, but boy, is it good to be home! Now I can walk around without being afraid spy on Zim's house in person, instead of having those stupid spy cameras that the the gnomes kept blowing up. Those cost me 20 bucks apiece, so I wish he would quit nuking them.
Oh! And there's a brand new episode of Mysterious Mysteries tonight, about the sea monster in Spooky Lake. I mean, as a wizard, I know I shouldn't get so involved in these paranormal shows, but man, do they provide some excellent entertainment! And besides, it's kind of like a refresher course in magical crea
DURR MY NAME IS DIB AND I HAVE TO THINK OUT LOUD WHILE MY SISTER IS TRYING TO CONCENTRATE ON HER GAME BECAUSE MY BIG HEAD CAN'T POSSIBLY HOLD ALL OF MY STUPID THOUGHTS.
Geez oh man...I say a few things out loud, and Gaz decides that she needs to slam my head against my desk a couple of times and start writing garbage in my journal.
Oh man...my nose is bleeding. Plus, I think she might have knocked one of my teeth loose.
Yep, I am definitely back home.
((First strike=semi-legible and Gaz's bit=legible; he was just trying to scratch it out so it didn't look like he wrote it.
Obviously, his icon and mood coincide with his disposition before he got the snot kicked out of him.
Since this is a magical journal, let's add that there are blood drops spattered on this entry. :D
Oh, and the whole Sokka and Dib thread? Filtered even though it doesn't say that until halfway through, so their sisters won't see it and murder them, haha.))
Oh! And there's a brand new episode of Mysterious Mysteries tonight, about the sea monster in Spooky Lake. I mean, as a wizard, I know I shouldn't get so involved in these paranormal shows, but man, do they provide some excellent entertainment! And besides, it's kind of like a refresher course in magical crea
DURR MY NAME IS DIB AND I HAVE TO THINK OUT LOUD WHILE MY SISTER IS TRYING TO CONCENTRATE ON HER GAME BECAUSE MY BIG HEAD CAN'T POSSIBLY HOLD ALL OF MY STUPID THOUGHTS.
Geez oh man...I say a few things out loud, and Gaz decides that she needs to slam my head against my desk a couple of times and start writing garbage in my journal.
Oh man...my nose is bleeding. Plus, I think she might have knocked one of my teeth loose.
Yep, I am definitely back home.
((First strike=semi-legible and Gaz's bit=legible; he was just trying to scratch it out so it didn't look like he wrote it.
Obviously, his icon and mood coincide with his disposition before he got the snot kicked out of him.
Since this is a magical journal, let's add that there are blood drops spattered on this entry. :D
Oh, and the whole Sokka and Dib thread? Filtered even though it doesn't say that until halfway through, so their sisters won't see it and murder them, haha.))