Sep 15, 2007 01:37
[A handwritten entry in neat, slightly loopy handwriting.]
This place is very backwards. My own husband doesn't know me and the Doctor wants to be friends. I've had an earlier self of Harry's come to rifle through my memories so I could prove I was really his wife. As if I would lie about such a thing.
A young man had a ghost send me a keycard to something he called the Danger Room. He said I might be able to program it so I could spend some time making the scenery explode. I think I'll have to find out for certain soon. I can't bear this
[Several scribbled out words and sentence fragments.]
Something pink just came through my room. Does that happen often, desu?
Desu? What does that mean, desu?
lucy saxon