Wherein disjointed entry is disjointed.
[Should you visit Falcon at any point this week, you might notice the rather out of place-looking flowerpot and spray bottle of water on his desk. Depending on the time, there may or may not be a very angry-sounding red Pikmin in it. How strange.]
I was down at the stadium today putting the roof back up because of the snow. Which is not really as hard as it sounds, just a lot of button-pressing, but now we can at least get in a few more days of football practice before you're all let go for the holidays.
Winter always makes me antsy. I like the snow well enough but it gets too cold and wet to do anything outside, for the most part. I guess I'll throw out an open invitation to spar, then. It's been a while, and beating up Sandbag gets old. Any takers?
Hey, Ionia, do your snow clothes still fit?
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So. I graded your latest homework assignment.
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The students get out for break after this Friday. I was thinking if you wanted to do a class together before then, we can meet up and work something out for the 11th.
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Hey, uh. What are your plans for break? Do you know what you want for Christmas yet.
Also, funny story about yesterday...
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I haven't done any shopping. My list is even smaller than it was last year, which I guess isn't really saying much because last year was the first Christmas I'd celebrated in almost a decade. It probably doesn't help that I was a terrible shopper when I did pay attention to holidays.
...I can't even say it to her, the least I can do is get her something nice for Christmas. For Ollie and Jeff and Ionia, too. If the past few months have taught me anything, it's that I need to value the few people I can trust, even if I have no idea when or if that will change. I hope it won't, but at the same time...all I can think about are the consequences of letting people into my life.
This time last year I...was gearing up for the Grand Prix. Jeff had gone back to Winters, I think. Samus had that fight with Ocelot. I had that fight with Ollie. I'd just found out about REX. And FoxALIVE. Not like any of that matters now. And it's been a year since Blood disappeared. I'm not even sure Black Shadow knows where he ran off to. Maybe he'll turn up at the Grand Prix this year. It'd make me feel better, in a weird way. To at least know.
Sometimes I feel like I should just get up there at a press conference, in front of the committee and cameras and everyone and take off the helmet. Stand there and say "Hi. This is me. Have a good look." Probably the stupidest thing I could do, really. But I just get so tired.
I hate to say it but I should find Goroh. The whole business with Samus and the war wasps just...doesn't sit well with me.
I was down at the stadium today putting the roof back up because of the snow. Which is not really as hard as it sounds, just a lot of button-pressing, but now we can at least get in a few more days of football practice before you're all let go for the holidays.
Winter always makes me antsy. I like the snow well enough but it gets too cold and wet to do anything outside, for the most part. I guess I'll throw out an open invitation to spar, then. It's been a while, and beating up Sandbag gets old. Any takers?
Hey, Ionia, do your snow clothes still fit?
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So. I graded your latest homework assignment.
-------
The students get out for break after this Friday. I was thinking if you wanted to do a class together before then, we can meet up and work something out for the 11th.
-------
Hey, uh. What are your plans for break? Do you know what you want for Christmas yet.
Also, funny story about yesterday...
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I haven't done any shopping. My list is even smaller than it was last year, which I guess isn't really saying much because last year was the first Christmas I'd celebrated in almost a decade. It probably doesn't help that I was a terrible shopper when I did pay attention to holidays.
...I can't even say it to her, the least I can do is get her something nice for Christmas. For Ollie and Jeff and Ionia, too. If the past few months have taught me anything, it's that I need to value the few people I can trust, even if I have no idea when or if that will change. I hope it won't, but at the same time...all I can think about are the consequences of letting people into my life.
This time last year I...was gearing up for the Grand Prix. Jeff had gone back to Winters, I think. Samus had that fight with Ocelot. I had that fight with Ollie. I'd just found out about REX. And FoxALIVE. Not like any of that matters now. And it's been a year since Blood disappeared. I'm not even sure Black Shadow knows where he ran off to. Maybe he'll turn up at the Grand Prix this year. It'd make me feel better, in a weird way. To at least know.
Sometimes I feel like I should just get up there at a press conference, in front of the committee and cameras and everyone and take off the helmet. Stand there and say "Hi. This is me. Have a good look." Probably the stupidest thing I could do, really. But I just get so tired.
I hate to say it but I should find Goroh. The whole business with Samus and the war wasps just...doesn't sit well with me.