[France is, understandably very annoyed when he pokes his way through the mail this morning. For obvious reasons, really. However, he's quickly distracted by the box he's holding, from which pecking noises and cooing can be heard. He slowly walks through the living room, staring at the box, until he arrives at the Christmas tree where a present ( Read more... )

[France eagerly tore into the mail when it arrived, remembering how he received his clothes last time and looking forward to something pleasant after a horrible beginning to November. He's a little confused when all he finds is a piece of paper, but he's gotten better at reading and after a while, he manages to make his way through the first half.] ( Read more... )

[So, the past seven days have been somewhat like an emotional rollercoaster, going from confusion to boredom to the panic to confusion to boredom to brief panic to joy and then back to brief panic to contentment to boredom and now frustration ( Read more... )