( Private to Self; Semi-Hackable )

'Least today's gonna give my "license" some legal standin'.



Fuck. I really don't even 'member this date. Tem, you're not screwin' wit' my head righ'? My head's already fucked up by stims as it is.

An' I'm supposed t'be fuckin' dead. Who saw tha' one comin'?

...

Does this mean I get a lap dance?

[ooc; Still on hiatus, but I couldn't torture Kank and skip this date. Seeing that he's already got so many fabulous wishes already~ Strikes are hackable!]

Four weeks since I updated this thing. Seems like five fuckin' years. An' 'pparently, a lot can happen in five years.

Now I'm officially an Uncle. Whatever th' fuck tha' means. I don't feel any different but I got a feelin' tha' this idea won't hit until I met Tem's kids. Th' fuck am I nervous for?

Here's hopin' tha' I c'n get some things done 'fore Anko kicks both me an' Gaara to Ceno. It en't tha' I'm not up for a renunion (I think it's a fuckin' peachy idea), jus' tha' I think I'm allergic t'babies. Powders or milk. Some shit like tha'.

Righ', so when I get down on my fuckin' knees every nigh' an' kiss th' floor, writhin' in pain from th' shit I make, y'think I en't repentin' for my sins?

I ask fer luck, an' you weren't listenin'. I got th' whole Orphanage package.

I say, "don't send me anythin' that'll hold me down" an' you send a hot drop-dead sexy psycho chick my way.

I say, "no more fuckin' surprises, 'cause I 'tually need brain cells to y'know...not kill myself an' fin' a goddamn antidote in under two hours", an' you give me th' biggest surprise since I've realize tha' my sister is (an' fuckin' can) growin' somethin' inside 'er.

An' th' surprise is red, scary as shit, an' fugly.

........

IF THIS IS YOUR IDEA OF A JOKE I DON'T FUCKIN' GET IT.

It en't 'xactly as homey as Celo or Ceno, but fer now, Cena's gonna have t'do. 'Sides, I fin' tha' lil' things c'n actually be passed as livable if you jus' count your blessin's. Lil' things like bein' jumped everyday when you're passin' a shit-smellin' alleyway an' when you prob'bly knock out more people you normally do when they find their way t'your wallet.

Stock's been depleat'd so I guess I'd hafta go long night's again t'make up for it. Government dogs never seem t'hesitate in givin' me things t'do.

( OOC Note. )

En't nothin' gonna drag my ass t'Celo anytime soon in this fuckin' decade.

Tha' old bitch next door finally decided t'have th' guts an' call in th' clowns, trashin' th' entire place an' makin' it unaccesible until five days after they discovered it, leavin' it alone fer awhile.

( Hack With Care. )

'Sides, Cena's lookin' more beautiful every day with th' white blanketin' th' streets. Kinda dims th' red lights an' make things less dauntin'.

Need t' buy a heavier jacket. Feelin' a cold comin' on.

Fuck.

An' I fin' myself in Cena with a swollen cheek, an' busted knuckles after Halloween. I can always count th' Red District givin' me a hard time.

I migh' be headin' back after a couple of days as soon as I fin' some good reason t'get out of bed in the mornin'.

Party was interestin' (one of the firs' I've been to in a long time) an' though th' crowd aroun' Cena's been gettin' younger an' younger (those skirts keep on gettin' shorter an' shorter too, but I en't complainin'), the hype is still there. Gives me a greater urge t'go move back.

Met new people, Anko's frien's. There's Blondie an' Tipsy, an' though both are interestin' in their own ways, th' fact tha' they look up to Anko as a mother figure scares th' livin' shit outta me.

You keen in adoptin' kids as a hobby?

( Private )

Woke up this morning with a strange warm feeling. I always wake up cold, so it surprised me.

Cell's been fillin' up quicker with orders than usual. S'good sign tha' life's returnin' back to th' Districts. Though I'm gettin' a hell of a lotta message askin' for a "Miracle Cure". Dunno wha' th' fuck that is. I'm not God, 'ere.

An 'pparently th' liquor's runnin' in a low setting, with a guest in tow now, its disappearing at a faster rate.

What the hell do you do, woman? Chug it all in one go when I step out?

Have some mercy for those who save your ass, Sleepin' Beauty.


( [Private] )

Slept until late afternoon again, an' I didn't even do anythin' last night.  Finished all th'orders an' it still seems like I'm missin' somethin'.  But a fat lotta good tha's gonna do me, since it's gonna be a rough trip gettin' these babies delivered anywhere.  

Can't sleep tonigh'.  Heard commotion upstairs las' nigh' an' it didn't sound like any love makin'.  More like the Arma made a housecall to tha' junkie upstairs.


All this is makin' me worried.  An' fer th'first time in a long time, it en't even for my own ass. 

An' it's gettin' me fuckin' antsy.  I don't do antsy.

So t'weather's been down in Ceno, an' I fuckin' hate it.

Only thing to keep me amused an' not droppin' inta depression from all this godforsak'n rain is makin' up new shit an' other.



So who wants ta be a guinea pig?