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Things only seem to be getting worse. Now Zorc is leaving for the holidays and I have no idea if I'll even be able to see him before he goes. It hurts, knowing that my best friend doesn't want me around anymore. I guess I should move on, but I don't know to what. Maybe I'll take salsa dancing lessons or something, but even that seems so stupid that I can't bring myself to call the dance instructor.
I got those birds, though. I've named them Clarice and Lector. I suppose I should stop watching frightening movies like Silence of the Lambs when it interferes with my imagination enough that I name my pets after the characters.
Not like I have much else to do.
I got those birds, though. I've named them Clarice and Lector. I suppose I should stop watching frightening movies like Silence of the Lambs when it interferes with my imagination enough that I name my pets after the characters.
Not like I have much else to do.