[There are a great many scratched-out starts to this, illegible.]

Please do not be alarmed if you run into me. I will try to avoid most people.

I may need some days off work, Stoneface. I will come explain. [A pause.] I will come, and then I think I will not need to explain.

[[ooc: And now he's in Hidan's body. Whee!]

I do not understand what it is with apples. I think I very strongly do not like them. But now I smell like them! I will not taste this time. I do not need to.

I think I may actually hate apples. But not Apple.

I am almost well again! I will be ready to return to normal things soon!

[There's a red-brown thumbprint smear from Youth opening up his journal.]

I have figured out metaphors, I think.

I can see the blood, so it is not missing, but it is lost.

And now my snowangels are messed up. Which way is medical again? I think I am turned around.