Dear Diary

I found you, sneaky bastard.

Got a knife, found a flute. Two down. Probably different here. Probably more. Harder. And what happens at the end? One end of the spectrum or the other...

I have to carry them all, though. Backpack. The bike's gonna be a problem, then.

Ness and Jeff. I met them. They weren't in the place you'd think they'd be, ( Read more... )