had a talk with the viking kid today. short talk.
told him not to hurt our girl, or i'd break his legs. he didn't seem impressed. he definitely didn't seem intimidated, the way every other bonehead she's brought home has been. good.
i could stand for her to keep this one around.
also i think i let the cat out of the bag. nate took me drinking. some place called the viper room. i wasn't sure i wanted to go. not liking snakes anymore really. but he talked me into it. can't remember how it came up, drank my weight in... something. but i'm pretty sure nate was talking about laurel and her shooting spree.
then i think i said 'yeah, good luck to gunnar and that cuckoo bird.'
and nate was like, 'what'
and i was like, 'nevermore.'
he probably won't remember.
n.
I've begun publishing unfinished entries as a way of allowing readers to preview the entries which are yet to come. Also, the dates don't mean anything as far as actual in-game chronology goes.
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