The food here is still terrible.

The people-watching, still significantly better.

This time, however, I appeared underground, and I will say that the welcoming committee was a cut above the last one.

Yesterday was interesting, and perhaps a reminder to us all ( Read more... )

I have a respectable job with a young girl by the name of Ivy. I'll be moving, but I don't suspect any mail anyway for which to forewarn of a change of address.

I also have a shoopuf today. It brings to mind a story.

A decade ago, a friend of mine attacked a gentle shoopuf. Drunken, startled, he lashed out at the animal. Not only was he injured ( Read more... )

Rodents ( Read more... )

Fear ( Read more... )

Another fairly sophist line of questioning for you all.

How do you not exist but live?

A memento mori of sorts. Is it?

Grim.

Tragic.

Preferably livable, if this is what you desire under the circumstances.

I can heal, quickly and efficiently. For as long as it lasts, for as long as it works. You will owe me nothing.

A tonberry. Farcical, but fitting.

How it stares.

I find it hard to believe that there is much reality to this situation. My first curse. Shall I record it to my memory for posterity?

More importantly: I consider work in the 'orphanage' which curiously has no name. Who can offer me information or help?

[Voice Post]It's interesting, the curses that we have had this recent month that I have been in this city. Interesting, if perhaps not pleasant for our respective egos, especially those of us who are young. Those of us who have had so few roles in our lives to begin with ( Read more... )

[Voice Post]To those who have offered me help in the recent days, I thank you. Your help has kept my healthy. I'm old enough to not deny charity for the sake of pride ( Read more... )