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Jun 17, 2010 02:13

Odd happenings have been occurring since Rudy's disappearance, and I would wonder if they were not the trick of a jokester if I did not know it were impossible to breach my home. I have found, for the last two days, dishes set at Rudy's seat as if he were about to join us all for tea, though I did not set his place myself.

And today, I found a bottle of pepsi beverage sitting in his chair. Who could have placed that there? I disposed of the bottle in the back of a high cabinet, only to find it back in Rudy's seat only an hour later! It was a maddening discovery. Quite the mystery and entirely too upsetting.

I have yet to find relevance in these happenings with my next statement, but I still feel it need be said:

I am French.

I have yet to figure out why I have the sudden need to shout this from the rooftops at anyone and everyone, but this sudden swelling of pride for my country has been at least a distraction from todays happenings. Perhaps it is a subconscious method of coping; I wish to discuss something about which I am incredibly knowledgable (say, French history and culture), instead of lingering on something which I find frustrating and have no explanation for.

[ooc; Slowatus? What slowatus? Blame Rudy's mun and our desire to atract Curt and his penis to this post. ]
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