Of drinks and Bounty Hunters [audio]
--PERSONAL DATA LOG 20XX0604.004 SAMUS ARAN. RECORDING...--
I really probably shouldn't be drinking quite so much... but it's so nice. I had a little chat with Captain Falcon a few nights ago. It's nice to find a friend that you can relate to on multiple levels knows where you're coming from with all the same shit on your shoulders too. I informed him about Porky among... other things. I didn't even really tell him, the bastard just guessed out loud. Ugh... is it really that obvious...? It's not that obvious, damn it! Gossip, gossip, gossip, stupid damn gossip, argh! It's not like... I mean, I can't... I shouldn't. I can't. I just can't.
Ffffffuck. Why am I even feeling this way to begin with? It didn't really solve anything. And yet I feel a sense of relief, and I'd go out drinking again in a heartbeat if he offered...
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We got a slew of new students and staff in recently. Returning students and staff as well. It's getting hard to keep up. I think a little midnight stroll will be necessary sometime soon. I'm starting to miss it. Need to clear my head again. Especially since Porky's spouting more bullshit about his Spider Mech; collaborating with that new teacher, Robotnik. I don't even want to bother trying to run this guy through loops for mechanical parts either, he screams sleaze. I'll have to look into that as well.
Pain in my ass. I can't wait to kick his fat little fucking face in when the tournament comes. Note to self for future research: Porky displayed an interesting moment of weakness upon the mention of his brother, Picky.
I think all that drama from movie night has finally subsided... for the most. I'm still a little concerned about Leon but it's none of my business. It's something he needs to figure out on his own, and that I can't help with.
I also apparently missed something hilarious involving a cake fight at the cafe on Sunday. I miss all the fun.
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