That time of the month

Apparently when I get PMS I write soppy story things that make me cry. I'm not sure I like this sort of indicator. It makes me feel like the only time I can write deep emotional things is right before I start bleeding for a week...and that's not very emotional at all... except in the sort of cursing angry type of emotions. Eh.

I saw a hawk yesterday. It had a pigeon in its talons. That was neat.

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Beginning of Chapter two of Call of the Champion


Leashes, Sela decided as she walked down the streets with her five year old twins pulling at her arms to go in two totally different directions, leashes for the children would be a fantastic idea. Laruna and Alec were in fine form today as she took them to the Council building. Both of them full of energy and wanting to go and look at all the different things around them. Unfortunately neither of them wanted to see the same thing at the same time in the same place. Laruna would linger behind looking at something in a shop, while Alec would tug ahead to go see something that a street vendor was selling. Her arms felt like they were going to be split in two!

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I'm really starting to think that I'm cursed when it comes to this whole getting my own apartment and moving out on my own shtick. Yesterday we interviewed someone to be a roommate and do staff like things for me for reduced rent. It seemed to work out well. We went and looked at some apartments and got applications. And she said she'd come by today at four to fill them out and talk some more to make sure we're like compatible and what not.

It's now a quarter past five. She is not here yet. We called and she was somewhere else doing something else and said that she'd call us back. That was forty five minutes ago. I don't think she's going to show. So, I've been waiting around for someone who's not going to show. This is perhaps the fourth or fifth time that something like this has happened to me. Maybe I'm just doomed to stay in my room forever or something. I hope not. Cause that would suck a lot.

And not only that but I have to clean up a hairball.