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Thursday, January 30th, 2003
2:33 pm	The End. </a> </a> </a>
Wednesday, January 29th, 2003
11:50 pm	Saying Goodbye. I just read a book about a boy who was raised in the jungle by a bunch of animals. It made me think a lot about my life here in Wesh...I think it's time for me to leave. Besides, I'm almost a teenager and I haven't been anywhere except Aria. There are so many animals that I'll miss, though. I spent some time today visiting Dora, Hopper, Nibbles, and Kitty. I took the picture below while saying goodbye to Kitty. </a> I also stopped by Queenie's and Quetzal's. Nothing friendly, of course. </a> The hardest part was telling Baabara and saying goodbye. We shared a moment and promised to keep in touch. </a> Tonight I'll send everyone goodbye letters. I've had such a wonderful time in Wesh and have collected so many clothes and items that I can't take them all with me. The only thing I plan on taking is my Pink Wavy Shirt that I'm wearing now. So this is goodbye, dear diary, may you stay in at the end of my Lovely bed here in Wesh forever.
10:58 pm	Dreams Do Come True! </a> </a> I can die a happy little girl. Today I got a Gracie Brand shirt.
Monday, January 27th, 2003
9:56 pm	Sensitivity. I didn't want your fucking lighthouse model anyway. Tortimer went on vacation a week or so ago and asked me to turn on the lighthouse every evening while he was away. I did this every day except for the last night. I was having a high stress day and I just didn't get to it. Tortimer met me at my door when he got back. He lectured me about not turning on the lighthouse and said that I didn't deserve a gift. He said something like, "I hope that nobody crashed because of you." How insensitive can you be?! He didn't think to ask if I was OK or if I had a reason for not turning on the lighthouse. Furthermore, he didn't need to bring up the ship wrecks that occurred that night. It was bad enough hearing the drowning animals' screams and pleas for help. Like I said, I was having a bad enough day already, I didn't need that bringing me down as well. The next time I see Mayor Tortimer I'm going to take his cane and hit him with it. Maybe I can beat some sensitivity into him.
Saturday, January 25th, 2003
7:46 pm	The Twilight Zone I am disturbed beyond words. I was poking around in Kitty's dresser and I found these: </a> </a>  </a> </a> They were in a binder, organized in little plastic sleeves. There were a lot of them but I only took these two. I ran over to Baabara's house to see if she had any of these cards. She did. Even worse - she had an extra "Laeniver" card in an envelope marked "Nibbles". I think they trade these things. When did this happen? Why wasn't I consulted? Oh God, what if Quetzal has a Laeniver card?! Noooo!
Thursday, January 23rd, 2003
6:31 pm	Dizzy I was forced to interact with Dizzy today. Baabara asked me to deliver a shirt to him and I didn’t want to risk her wrath. Why are you such a Megabitch? Baabara: Because I can be, daahling. You're beautiful. I delivered the shirt to Dizzy. He changed right in front of me. I used to think it was strange that the animals wore clothing. Now I thank God every day that they do. Before I could leave Dizzy asked me to read a letter. Dizzy: “It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy for some reason, RAWR!” </a> Sure. That's a perfectly normal letter. It doesn't bother me at all that I've never heard of this human who lives in Wesh. Or that they converse with Dizzy. About orange creamcicles. Dizzy: "It made remember what my uncle told me a long, long time ago in a village really, very far away. He said that sometimes you can communicate things in a letter that you can't say in a conversation." Uuuhhhhh.... Dizzy: "I wonder if that's true...what do you think...?" I think I'll pretend this never happened.
Wednesday, January 22nd, 2003
10:06 pm	The Nooklings When I first moved to Wesh I would entertain myself for hours by running around Nook's store while he chased me. Every time he upgraded his store it was like getting a new playground in Wesh. My favorite store of the first three was Nookway--It was around for the longest amount of time and had aisles around which we could chase each other. Over the holidays Nook remodeled and reopened as Nookingtons. He started wearing a very formal looking suit and had the place nicely decorated. There's an air of formality now that makes it feel improper to carry on in the store. Well, in 1st floor, that is. The upstairs is where all of the good stuff is located - furniture, wall paper, clothes, etc. It isn't formal like the downstairs and there are plenty of places to run around and hide. It's serviced by the Nooklings, Timmy and Tommy. They're Nook's [insane] little nephews and they are sooo cute. Playing chase with them is even better than playing with Nook. They both try to chase me at the same time but they often approach me from two different directions. It reminds me of playing pacman except you can't tell which one is Blinky and which one is Clyde.
Tuesday, January 21st, 2003
10:56 pm	The Well Doth Not Listen. Wishing Well: What errand have you at the Wishing Well of Wesh? Apologize Wishing Well: You do not appear to have any items you must apologize for. Items, no. Actions, yes. Dora gave me a Bird Bath, which I really can't use, so I figured I'd give it to someone who could. Quetzal, who has probably never had a bath in his life, could definitely use it. So I go to his house and drop it on his lawn. He looks at the Bird Bath, looks at me, and walks away. What an ass. So I start insulting him, right? And I'm being ruthless. For example, I said... Wishing Well: When you have items that you need to deliver... No, I wasn't delivering the Bird Bath for Dora, she gave it to me for some reason. She's just nice. Anyway, Quetzal must have been in a bad mood to begin with because he starts stomping around and glaring at me right away. He runs over to the Bird Bath and tries to pick it up (to throw at me, maybe) but his wings aren't strong enough to lift it. He's struggling with it and fuming, practically falling over backwards in the process. It was so funny I couldn't stop laughing... Wishing Well: ...you should not cast them aside so quickly. Put a little more effort into finding the owner. What? Oh, fuck you. This is what I get for talking to a Well.
Monday, January 20th, 2003
12:00 pm	I Found an Axe! </a> </a> Hi, Queenie!
Sunday, January 19th, 2003
9:40 am	Gabi I'm not crazy about the new chick in Wesh. First of all, she moved into Bunnie's old spot. That's just sort of irritating. Second, she's a rabbit. I expect certain things of bunny rabbits like say, being cute. She's not. Third, she's pushy and confrontational. Yeah, yeah, so are some of the other animals in Wesh. But the other animals have special qualities that give them the privilege to act any way they wish. Gabi doesn't have those qualities. What are "those qualities?" I'll be the first to admit that I'm a tail and ear kinda girl. A nice, plump tail and perfect little ears are the first things that I look for on an animal. </a> </a> </a> </a> Look at the first three - Bunnie, Olivia, and Nibbles. They're perfect. Then look at Gabi on the end. Her ears look so dull and her tail looks dirty. Even if she took a bath it wouldn't help. So now I have one more animal to ignore until she goes away and is replaced by some nasty-ass sociopathic deviant that calls me "squishy". The Freak Parade has started again.
Saturday, January 18th, 2003
2:32 pm	Territoriality This morning I discovered three things which lead me to believe that Nibbles and Peanut had a fight last night: Pink and Blue fur is everywhere, Nibbles looks exhausted but triumphant, and Peanut has moved out of Wesh. Well, plus the fact that I heard them screetching, hissing, and knocking things over in the middle of the night. I'm not going to bother asking Nibbles what happened because I know what she will say – nothing. She'll just ignore me and talk about the lake freezing over or something. And besides, she is the Alpha Squirrel. If I annoy her with questions she might ferociously nibble my ankle. I know I said that if Peanut moved out of Wesh I would hunt her down and strangle her with her pink, fluffy tail. Given the fact that she got her ass kicked by Nibbles and has probably been through enough humiliation I'll leave her alone. I'm a bit shocked by the whole situation as I didn't think squirrels were that territorial. I'm sure the fact that she called everyone 'slacker' didn't help, either. I'm going to spend some time on the Island until things settle down in Wesh. Not that the Island is a picnic when you constantly have to deal with a talking horse that wears a dress and complains all the time about not having any Regal furniture.
Thursday, January 16th, 2003
9:45 pm	Oooo Oooo Aaaa Aaaa The best thing about only getting one channel on my TV, the one that shows "The Bouncing Freak Lady" show 24 hours a day/seven days a week, is the fact that the cable company can't barge into my Lovely home, bend me over my Kiddie couch, and have their way with me any time they please. "Oooo Oooo Aaaa Aaaa" - The Bouncing Freak Lady
Wednesday, January 15th, 2003
8:31 pm	Karmic Bull Puckey. Let me paint a familiar scene: Gracie arrives in Wesh and parks the Snotmobile just East of the Police Station. Lounging next to the car she waits expectantly for her dependable lackey Laeniver to show up and wash her car for free. Officer Copper watches Gracie from afar, picking his nose and contemplating why bacon smells so good. Meanwhile, Laeniver is at home, day-dreaming of the Leopard or Zebra print shirt that she will get from Gracie tonight. She stands in front of her lovely mirror and imagines that she is wearing the shirt. Baby Bear whistles appreciatively. Baby Bear: "Wow, Laeniver. You look GORGEOUS!" I know, Baby Bear, I know! Laeniver turns, her tiny hands her on hips, and admires the back of her Gracie shirt in the mirror. Dolly: "Will I get a Gracie shirt when I grow up, Laeniver?" Yes, Dolly. One day you'll have one, too. Laeniver does a little turn and the edges of the shirt flair out beautifully. Baby Bear and Dolly (in unison): "Oooooo!" Later that night Gracie's car is sparkling clean. Laeniver is at home again, her fantasy ruined. Oh, Laeniver finally got a Gracie shirt. She didn't get it by cleaning Gracie's car, however. No, she got it by employing a "special blend of psychology and extreme violence." And now she has a Gracie brand Lavender Robe and Good Lord is it hideous.
Tuesday, January 14th, 2003
12:02 am	Fair's Fair. I hope you have nightmares tonight. </a>
Monday, January 13th, 2003
11:42 pm	Nightmare. I had the nightmare again last night. As I'm running by Quetzal's house my neck starts to itch, but the itchiness goes away so I don't think much of it. When I get to the Wishing Well I run into Quetzal. I try to avoid him, as usual, but after being near him for a minute or so I feel the urge to start scratching again. As soon as I leave the itchiness goes away. Later when I'm back at home I sit in my Lovely chair and think. I slowly realize that I've been getting itchy for the past month or so whenever I'm around Quetzal. I'm fairly healthy and don't have the symptoms of a cold or any other illnesses of which I am aware. I know that there is something definitely wrong with me, however, and I'm almost positive it's related to Quetzal. I decide to sneak over to his house and see if I can figure out what is causing this. ____________________________________ Ah good, Quetzal isn't home. I guess the first thing I need to do is look around his house. I have no idea what I'm looking for nor do I really want to go in there. I haven't been in his house for months now - I swear he has the ugliest house in Wesh. The cowhide rug and cabin furniture look so bloody awful together. Plus it feels like the totem poles in the corners of the room are always watching me. But I can't get into his house because the door is locked. I'm tempted to kick the door in but I don't want to damage my only pair of shoes. I'll just look in the window. ...Oh, God, I'm starting to itch. It's my arms this time, somehwere near the elbow. It's the kind of itch that always seems to be right next to where you are scratching. No wait, it's my neck, too. OK, I have to do this quickly and get out of here. As I look in the window I'm struck dumb with fear and horror. I've never seen anything like this. The windows are so flithy that it's difficult to see but what I can make out is unbelievable. He must have spent the last few months working on it - a flithy, lice-infested nest. I can't even see the rug or the totem poles, only twigs, feathers, refuse, and guano. The lice are everywhere, crawling over everything! Then it dawns on me. I look down and see them on my skin. I can feel them on my legs and under my dress and hat...I have to get them off of me! I run the short distance from Quetzal's house to the pond and jump in. As I tread water I can see the drowning little bodies float to the surface as they let go of my flesh. I swim away from the dead and dying lice and notice a terrible smell. Safe in the middle of the pond I inhale deeply. It smells like...guano and rotting fish! Oh God, his waste is infecting the water in Wesh. It's poison. I panic again and start to swim towards the edge of the pond when the sun is blocked out by a large blue blur. The last thing I see as my head is pushed down into the water is the underside of Quetzal's wet wing. And then I wake up. God I hate him.
Sunday, January 12th, 2003
10:18 pm	Katrina's Curse I think Katrina put a curse on me. </a> </a> </a> </a> After I talked to her I could not stop falling down. I fell down by the cliff, in front of Quetzal (moron), in the weeds, and in front of Katrina's tent. </a> </a> </a> </a> Falling down was cute the first few times. After having snow jammed up my nose for the bazillionth time, however, I was pissed. I considered going to her tent to demand my 50 bells back but I was cold and bruised (not to mention afraid to run) so I stumbled home and sulked instead.
Saturday, January 11th, 2003
11:35 am	Fun with Furniture. To celebrate my freedom from the HRA I have started experimenting with different furniture sets. My favorite so far is Classic. </a> I'm finding it difficult to have so much open space as I've been trained to cram as much crap into one spot as possible. It's still a work in progress but it's getting there. The things I like most are... </a> </a> ...the fireplace/couches. Definitely inspired by Baabara's house. (Did I put that palm tree there? Ugh, what was I thinking.) I also like the sleeping area of the room. I think the glass-top table was originally designed to go with the Classic series. Oh, and of course the Classic vanity with the mirror... </a> </a>
11:30 am	Free at Last! </a> Dear HRA, I am hereby resigning as a member of the Happy Room Academy. This was not an easy decision and took a lot of consideration. The past four months have been a period of learning and growth for me and I appreciate the guidance and mentoring with which you have provide me. That said, may you rot in Hell. Effective immediately I am founder and first member of the Angry Room Academy. The ARA will grant all members a starting score of 0 and deduct points for the following reasons: - Displaying Gyroids other than the Howloids or Metatoids - Displaying the peeing statue - Using the Lovely Floor and/or Wall - Not having a miniature Gracie Car that can be thrown across the room - Poor color coordination choices - Using any Cabin furniture One point will be added for displaying Gracie brand clothing, giving the ARA member the maximum score of 1. Thanks again for teaching me how to run a misguided academy based on a set of arbitrary rules. Love, Laeniver
Friday, January 10th, 2003
12:08 pm	The Forces of Cuteness </a>   Nibbles asleep. It really doesn't get much cuter than this. I haven't seen Peanut asleep yet. I'll have to get a photo of that as well. </a>   Look how adorable Bunnie is!! When I convinced her to say "bunbun" instead of "tee hee" I could barely contain myself. I'm still mad at her for leaving. </a>   And last but not least, the snow bunny igloo item. You want to pet the bunny, don't you? I do.
11:45 am	Baabara's House Baabara often brags about how beautiful her house is. It really is the most beautiful house in Wesh. </a> </a> I love the way she blatantly disregards the HRA's guidelines. Look at how much space there is! When I visit her I do cartwheels across the center of the room. The second picture is one that she took of me while we were having tea last week. She lectured me for ten minutes to get my shoes off of her couch but I'm so short I can't help it. (She also insulted my shoes, but that's par for the course.) I wish Mayor Tortimer had given me a little Baabara stuffed animal instead of the Dolly. I would keep it on the table right beside my bed and fall asleep while patting its soft tummy. Ooo, I'd name it 'Fleecy' and dress it up in pink scarves. Maybe I wouldn't feel compelled to squeeze Baabara and risk her disparaging looks if I had a miniature version of her at home.