My clinic is open again, though I'll be unavailable for after-hour emergencies that can't wait long enough for me to drive there. I will not return to live in that apartment. And there is something very satisfying in feeling the pieces of my life return to a state much as they were before things happened. Getting back into a routine, in all aspects ( Read more... )

After being very close with someone for half of our lives, we're engaged now. Life's too short to put off something that important, after all. If Ukyou is watching me, I'm sure she'd approve - she was the last member of our little group in college, once we met her.

My! What is it that terrorists have against tea? It is so delicious, varied and flavorful, and yet it is destroyed without a second thought....

....I hate the holidays.

Just rubs in my face what I don't have. What I can never have.

...Looks like it's finally quieted down outside. About time. I was wondering when I'd get a decent night's rest.

November 16. 23:37 PM.

The smell of burnt skin fills the air as the orchestra of explosions and screams echoes in the distance. How long will they be blind to the suffering. How long will they turn their faces away from their own reflections.

Who did this. Who polluted this city. Who poured the kerosene.

I will find you.

Are you the type that spends a month finding out what your holiday presents are beforehand, or do you like the surprise?

Personally, I strongly dislike surprises.

((vescovos! this is important! look here!))

I guess it's fuckin' true what they say about sex between exes.

You cut off my head. You burned down my store.

But you took a step farther than that.

You sent HER my old head in a box.

Where is she.

What did you do to her.

WHERE THE FUCK IS HOKUTOEDIT: HEY COPS ( Read more... )

Roger. Let's fuck.