16 - Idle hands, idle thoughts...
Bored. There are only so many kittens I can draw. I wonder if Reno would like one of these pictures...
I have too much time on my hands. Today, I realized that I want to learn to dance, the slow, close kind. It's a foolish thing, but Tsen- the director had asked me to that Ball (MISSION ONLY, I SWEAR) and I felt terrible that I couldn't even have one dance because I was scared I would break his toes from stepping on them so often. I don't want that to happen again at a later date; it might raise questions to those around us. Raise suspicions. Of course, I don't even know if he knew how to, but that's beside the point! I should at least know, right? For work. Mmhm.
I hate being trapped here, feeling not only useless, but like a burden, too. I want to help. No, I want to do my job, even if I know it's impossible at the moment. I wonder how the efforts are coming; no one is giving me an update...
I'm worried. About everyone. Everything. What if I can't be fixed...?
At least the bed is warm, what with Nathan and the little one sleeping with me now.
Which reminds me... Reno? You never named our kitten.
Edit: Mr. President, sir, I was wondering if it would be okay for me to do some of my paperwork at home. And probably Reno's, too, since I know he never does it.
I have too much time on my hands. Today, I realized that I want to learn to dance, the slow, close kind. It's a foolish thing, but Tsen- the director had asked me to that Ball (MISSION ONLY, I SWEAR) and I felt terrible that I couldn't even have one dance because I was scared I would break his toes from stepping on them so often. I don't want that to happen again at a later date; it might raise questions to those around us. Raise suspicions. Of course, I don't even know if he knew how to, but that's beside the point! I should at least know, right? For work. Mmhm.
I hate being trapped here, feeling not only useless, but like a burden, too. I want to help. No, I want to do my job, even if I know it's impossible at the moment. I wonder how the efforts are coming; no one is giving me an update...
I'm worried. About everyone. Everything. What if I can't be fixed...?
At least the bed is warm, what with Nathan and the little one sleeping with me now.
Which reminds me... Reno? You never named our kitten.
Edit: Mr. President, sir, I was wondering if it would be okay for me to do some of my paperwork at home. And probably Reno's, too, since I know he never does it.