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[bootme]

It's amazing, isn't it. I've been back for almost a month now and it decidedly appears that the school is still standing, the forest the same, and, look, it doesn't seem like I've done a thing to the lot of you.

You'd almost think I'd been busy, had very little free time, absolutely no interest in pulling towards paranoid conceptions of what I am

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[fletchfinchley]

I don't think you're allowed a holiday under the terms of your probation, are you?

[bootme]

I didn't say I actually thought I'd be given one, I said I needed one. Entirely different subject, I think.

[fletchfinchley]

Ah, my mistake.

[bootme]

Right.

Or wrong, or whatever. I barely even know anymore.

I do need one, however. I'm absolutely losing my mind, again, though I suppose to a lesser extent than the previous standard. I work, I occasionally read until my overseer decides I should be working again, and I attempt to get an endless succession of horrible old songs out of their home somewhere in my cerabellum. It's enough to drive anyone mad. Mind, it's better here, but.

Anyway.

Right.

Any news on your front that I haven't heard yet?

[luna_see]

i wonder if our school has a trophy case
for narcissism

there's one for nearly everything

[bootme]

If the place does, I daresay it has to be crowded enough already without them attempting to shove my name or face in there.

I'm hardly a champion at it.