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I've been hiding out in my room pretty much all weekend.
I hate this. I hate that she couldn't deal. I hate that I miss her, miss them!
::sighs:: God, I know that I need to see the counselor. I'll check with her tomorrow.
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I've been lying low today. Even without the epiphanies I had, I've been feeling out of sorts.
I really should go see the counselor.
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Written in Hank's personal journal. All locked out
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Wednesday morning, around 8AM
::Hank returns from his overnight stay in the clinic and surveys last night's damage in the cold light of day ( Read more... ) -
[Private to dreamwalkers and psi-sensitives only]
::Hank is very sleepy this evening and decides to go to bed early, skipping dinner. He immediately begins dreaming::
It's the room again. And the chair. Strap ( Read more... ) -
Cat homework
In my current experience, an intrinsic part of being a cat is the feeling of complete self-possession. Even when stumbling over the unfamiliar four paws, there’s the sensation that whatever I do is exactly correct. Of course, this is subsumed by the drastic shift in your senses. I could see into the shadows much more clearly, previously high- ( Read more... ) -
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Professor Dream's class continues to be of interest. The assignment is more difficult than it appears, as English doesn't possess an adequate vocabulary to properly describe the altered perceptions of a cat. I'm also curious as to my exact appearance as a cat, as mirrors seem absent from the classroom.
Ms. Sidle canceled Biology class today, so I ( Read more... ) -
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::Hank pads in after work, leaving the door slightly open::
::having picked up a "to-go box" from the cafeteria, he sits down to eat while writing in his diary journal::
Monday, Sept 12: Things were a little slow at the job tonight; I guess that not too many people come out on a Monday night. I expect that Friday will be rather... well, rather ( Read more... ) -
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'Twas a relatively quiet weekend. For me anyway; I understand that there were several drunken bacchanals that I missed. I did watch football with whitedeathpod and some others yesterday afternoon, which was quite enjoyable. John and Lee appear to be hiding a mutual attraction, however, which is somewhat amusing ( Read more... ) -
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Phoebe and Anders seem none the worse for wear after the events of last night, but I still need to find either Doctor House or Ms. Sidle to give them these samples. I currently have them in my mini-fridge, but that's far from an ideal storage facility.
I need to relax; I'm off to see March of the Penguins.