Cissnei. Curses aren't meant to be used like that. I'm gonna get you back for that, and when I do, you'd better run. Lock your door at night, look over your shoulder, taste everything before eating. You never know when I'll strike.

I feel used. And taken advantage of.

I already miss being sixteen. That was pretty fun. Kinda don't want to figure out what Cissnei and Rude did to the apartment, though. I heard crashing and crap coming from the living room ( Read more... )

You tried real good, Cissnei, but I still found my booze again.

Man, recovering is a pain in the ass... I feel drained all the time still. Over any season in the year, I hate winter the most.

Getting better, a little. Still hawking up hairballs, but doubt that's caused by this flu thing. Oh yeah, get a load of this; I was too sick to make an idiot outta myself and bake cookies for Reeve or some crap like that.

Oh yeah, I rule.