Well, that was interesting. However, I must apologize to those who had to deal with a child(ish) me. I hope you will all forgive me for the rude remarks. As you saw, I was not the politest child when angered. [ooc: Here have a Truth speaking Clow. Not that he'll let on that he can only speak the truth for awhile here. ♥]

Mother? Father? ... Now this certainly is a fix. I'm lost in a strange city I don't even recall traveling to. How did I get here? Was there another attempt at kidnapping and ransom for me? ...It really... now ! [ooc: Hee. Here have a 12 year old Clow.~ He's v. much a pompous little prick when angry. If calmed down though, you'll get the charming British boy. That is if you calm him down.~~]

[Click. The recording option has been turned on surreptitiously. What had once been a quiet day at home for Clow was now turning into a very dangerous situation. He had been reading when the first cracking... a hiss of pain. Then a loud crash, glass breaking, a screeching whine from somewhat heavy furniture being shoved across the floor and... STATIC for a minute before the recording simply ends abruptly.

Was wheedled into joining colorguard. I can't resist my friends asking me to do things, unless it's Victor Hugo Fangirl aka The BFF, in which case I'm the only one who doesn't ever let into her sulking...THE DRYER. Am in a robe lolz. Ash's bonfire was pretty much awesome. Dragged Nathan along. He was stoic and usual while I ran around & ate things & jumped on people's backs.  Brain pulsations suck. 

OH aye, it's all fine and dandy when you...when you do what they wan' you to do, in't? I mean rly. What'sa th world espect of me?! Wha'm I spoptsa do now?! Fuckin' diswonwned me, din'te? Wash I s'postr... No, s'...s'not gonna make a difrence. {OOC disclaimer. Though Ollie LINKS these logs, they are NOT seen by everyone, just a marker to help us keep up with events in the timeline :D THANK YOUUUU}

Friday night I went to hang out with Greg and we got a pizza and watched Smokin' Aces .  Good movie, but I totally called the "twist" at the end.  It was so easy to figure out. Saturday, we had an...of the woman who runs the scout races up there) and then Sunday we're doing a relay race where I'm doing 2 legs of the race, one with Katie and one with Sara.  Should be awesome.  Wish me luck!

So I just wrote an e-mail to the second-in-command of my company and told her that I have been working miracles for the past 10 years. In detail. That'll teach them to put an "Additional Comments" box...and gestures and pictures and walking around, pacing out distances (Me? Measure? What's the adventure of that?) The whole back area is going to change. Our neighbors have started to peek over the fence

I've reached the point of complete and utter dissatisfaction with everything this program has to offer me over the next 36 days. I hate everything, and I hate that I hate everything. I keep trying to... "People know who I am. Like, I'm used to being somebody." ...she explains as if I care. I furrow my brow and blink twice. Twitch. She must be kidding.  She's not. And now she hates me. As if I care.

Oh God....oh....oh God I think I just threw up in Percy's stash of mistletoe. Anything the least bit green and....*urp* herby-looking has me a bit skittish. I'm not.....entirely sure what went on last...again? [ / private] I'm going back to bed, people. And I'm not coming out until the kitchen range stops talking to me. If anyone needs me I'll be rolled up in my blankets for the forseeable future