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Typist says I am to be allowed to use this journal for writing my personal thoughts and daily activities in. However, knowing her laziness and other such disparaging characteristics, I find it highly unlikely that I shall record things here in any sort of regular fashion. I also find it unlikely that anyone should wish to read such boring drivel. But Mr. Kennedy has promised to do so, and I suppose that is enough.
Things are going exceedingly well, which is something I rarely see at the hands of my Typist(who has now just thwacked me over the head). Simpson has disappeared, Mr. Bush has appeared, and Mr. Kennedy...well, Mr. Kennedy and I are getting along quite well after being separated for nearly 200 years. *blushes and clears throat*
Speaking of Mr. Kennedy, I would like to apologize to him for Typist's horrid internet connection that kicked her off not once, but three times last night while we were...conversing. Apparently, the third time was to be the last and her computer had deigned that she should not longer be online. My sincerest apologies, Mr. Kennedy, and I hope to, ah...see you soon.
Hahamm.
Things are going exceedingly well, which is something I rarely see at the hands of my Typist(who has now just thwacked me over the head). Simpson has disappeared, Mr. Bush has appeared, and Mr. Kennedy...well, Mr. Kennedy and I are getting along quite well after being separated for nearly 200 years. *blushes and clears throat*
Speaking of Mr. Kennedy, I would like to apologize to him for Typist's horrid internet connection that kicked her off not once, but three times last night while we were...conversing. Apparently, the third time was to be the last and her computer had deigned that she should not longer be online. My sincerest apologies, Mr. Kennedy, and I hope to, ah...see you soon.
Hahamm.