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oh.

Dear.


...I'm ... yeeks.

Wow.

Um. Right.

...This is one of those entries that makes sense only to the people involved, and pretty much no sense to anyone else.

OK. Votania knows. Sort of. The Lunatic was very careful and sweet. Though that was disconcerting. Yep. Disconcerting. Very. Though possibly welcome. ...But not.

(no subject)

[sound of key in doorlock]

Bad vampire.

No regrets.

I think I'll have a very good and happy week.

Damn.

Why is it that the aftershocks hit so hard?

'Ni is now hyper. Hyper-hyper-hyper.

Apparently this happens every single time there is a new, um, possibility. The hyper, that is. I get so damn hyper. So much energy exchange.

Adam wandered in with senses blazing. Lunch is such a handy focus for the mind. Think he's irritable now. Bumping with the laundry baskets. Yeeps.

(no subject)

"Oh, my whole love life is complication on top of complication... and you're a nicer complcation than most."

Do I even want to believe this shit?

Argh.

The Viking's old school, and it looks like he's going to be a grouch as concerns the entire thing with me, Adam, and the nameless other person. I'm a slut. Oh yeah, bitch. Oh yeah.