It's um, been a while.
I am trying out some Italian bread. It tastes pretty good. I had the dragon babies- they are both sleeping (Yes twins- I know). I also found a little puppy a few days ago.
I named him Faolan.
He's a collie/golden mix- I am positive.
Anyways- after my past kind of ridiculed me the other day, I've been cooped up in my lab, and made myself a friend. He's a big creature, has the body of an ant eater as well as the fur. On his face it's more of a wolfish kind of fur, with definite wolf eyes. Though his face is more lizard like than anything. Oh- and his tongue... my god his tongue. It's so long and... alright. I need to stop.
So, anyways... my daughter got married at thirteen. It's a little messy and I quite frankly don't want to talk about her bipolar husband. I hate him with a deep fiery passion and I can't stop beating myself over letting the marriage happen. It worries me... but I guess it's for the child that he raped her for. Um... right.
I could really use gummi bears right now. I love those chewy little devils. If my world consisted of people sticking their tongues out at me, and giving me gummies... I would be the happiest man in the world. Especially if Mr. Barnett was there too.
I hope everyone had a good Christmas- though I had a very odd New Years with Zeta's... ugh. I cannot look at that man and see the word husband.
I'd better go now- Fao is awake and I wanna bring him upstairs for something plain and Barnett-tasted to eat. Like... healthy foods and apples or something.
-Rowan
I am trying out some Italian bread. It tastes pretty good. I had the dragon babies- they are both sleeping (Yes twins- I know). I also found a little puppy a few days ago.
I named him Faolan.
He's a collie/golden mix- I am positive.
Anyways- after my past kind of ridiculed me the other day, I've been cooped up in my lab, and made myself a friend. He's a big creature, has the body of an ant eater as well as the fur. On his face it's more of a wolfish kind of fur, with definite wolf eyes. Though his face is more lizard like than anything. Oh- and his tongue... my god his tongue. It's so long and... alright. I need to stop.
So, anyways... my daughter got married at thirteen. It's a little messy and I quite frankly don't want to talk about her bipolar husband. I hate him with a deep fiery passion and I can't stop beating myself over letting the marriage happen. It worries me... but I guess it's for the child that he raped her for. Um... right.
I could really use gummi bears right now. I love those chewy little devils. If my world consisted of people sticking their tongues out at me, and giving me gummies... I would be the happiest man in the world. Especially if Mr. Barnett was there too.
I hope everyone had a good Christmas- though I had a very odd New Years with Zeta's... ugh. I cannot look at that man and see the word husband.
I'd better go now- Fao is awake and I wanna bring him upstairs for something plain and Barnett-tasted to eat. Like... healthy foods and apples or something.
-Rowan
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