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I finally feel like I'm settling in here; now that i've met more than a few people. And I have to begrudgingly say, you're not a bad lot on the whole. Even with all the poking and the water and the awkward and the flirting. Even if Yamato still refuses to see me. I don't know what to do about that.
Kitten-brat, I haven't seen you lurking around the market in quite a while. I'd have thought you'd have been down after the new-season grapes already. No skin off my nose if you don't care for them, I suppose.
And girlfriend, I think you should come around for tea sometime. Next time my sister is away. I want gossip. Also I bought new cushions and I want to show them off, because they are SO ADORABLE.
I think the anima is getting worse, although, I'm not sure if it's just that or just... well...the usual sort of thing that happens. At any rate, I'm struggling to sleep at night, especially when it's warm and that at least doesn't feel like normal insomnia. And then there's the constant waking up stripy, to put it delicately, and then hoping they'll go down before I actually have to make myself presentable in public.
Seriously, if it wasn't for my love of furnishings and decorating, I would be developing a chronic case of One Track Mind.
Dreading if it happens in daylight hours. Caught sight of a young farrier in nothing but trousers, wielding his hammer this morning and well, yummmm~
So dangerous though. At this rate I will need start wearing a blindfold just to walk to town without distraction.
Kitten-brat, I haven't seen you lurking around the market in quite a while. I'd have thought you'd have been down after the new-season grapes already. No skin off my nose if you don't care for them, I suppose.
And girlfriend, I think you should come around for tea sometime. Next time my sister is away. I want gossip. Also I bought new cushions and I want to show them off, because they are SO ADORABLE.
I think the anima is getting worse, although, I'm not sure if it's just that or just... well...the usual sort of thing that happens. At any rate, I'm struggling to sleep at night, especially when it's warm and that at least doesn't feel like normal insomnia. And then there's the constant waking up stripy, to put it delicately, and then hoping they'll go down before I actually have to make myself presentable in public.
Seriously, if it wasn't for my love of furnishings and decorating, I would be developing a chronic case of One Track Mind.
Dreading if it happens in daylight hours. Caught sight of a young farrier in nothing but trousers, wielding his hammer this morning and well, yummmm~
So dangerous though. At this rate I will need start wearing a blindfold just to walk to town without distraction.