I had a vase thrown at me today. And it wasn't thrown by Akito!

Surprise, surprise!! It really wasn't him. I wasn't kidding!

In my own house today, after making an innocent comment that was really intended to be helpful and gain me lots of compliments about how wise and sensitive I am, Yuki threw a vase at me. I told him he should keep a journal--what's wrong with that? I must say, I am a little bit shocked by his behavior.

Akito, this is most likely your fault. You were always bad with children and Yuki spent entirely too much time with you when he was a child. You shouldn't teach him such naughty habits. Shame on you! ^_^

Ah, well. Once I recovered from the shock I found the incident quite amusing. Think about it...I might have had a lasting scar! ha ha ha ha ha, it cracks me up! Blood on the floor, pain is a flower, no going back... and I can sit and laugh at the simple unpredictable beauty of it all.

On an equally happy note, Tohru kissed me! I think she's falling for this lecherous old man yet. I'm exploding in more than one way. But mostly in my pants.

High school girls, high school girls... la la la la la. I love the world, and the world loves me.

Who knows what surprises tomorrow may hold? Perhaps Yuki will stab me to death in my sleep, watching with satisfaction as the blood slowly ebbs from my dying body...We'll have to wait and see! :)

Flowers are for touching.

Tohru is so adorable when she's embarrassed.

I bet you are, too.

Would you like to be friends?

I would.

I would like that very much.

Tell me what your dreams are. Tell me what you wish when you wish upon a star. Tell me what you see when you look at a field full of wildflowers, what you feel... alone, in the dark.

Tell me what hurts you. What makes you cry. What makes your heart beat fast. What you think about when you touch yourself.

Tell me... and I may give you something good.

I might tell you... what I'd like to do to you.


^_^ How's that for the start of my new novel? ^_^




(shh...)

Some clinics cost a fortune...make sure you're going to the right one!

I've started work on my newest novel. After having lots of fun tormenting Mii by withholding the last one, I've finally allowed myself to focus on the task at hand. Be serious, Shigure. Get out your pen and write, write, write!

^_^

On an off-note, I'm going crazy. For anyone who cares. Or who is considering caring, even just a little bit. I'm contemplating suicide and homicide, and all kinds of lovely cides.

In short, I'm contemplating Akito.

He is a beautiful, beautiful man.

And if you've ever met him, you know why you're attending counseling now.

Aaya's coming over! Aaya's coming over!

I'm so happy! I'm going to do a little song and dance.
Aaya is awesome, Aaya is cool. la la la la la... : )
Maybe I can convince him to bake me a cake. He's so good at that.
I'll make him wear that cute little apron I bought for Tohru that Yuki threatened to strangle me with if I ever gave it to her...
Yes. The apron and nothing else. heeheehee--oh, the kids might notice.
Darn.

Akito, why aren't you answering your phone? I can't live that long without you. You'd better take pity on me soon...

It's not easy being irresistible.

I just wanted to let you know that! ^_^

P.S.
Akito, I love you.
I'm sorry for sending you irreverant text messages.
Forgive? :)