The dance was a real good time.
Hope Rasputin didn't give you too much hassle while I was out, Genny. Heh.


*And now, an experiment totally not involving a random name on his flist.*

Hey Scarfy.
You're fat.

So I called in a favour from an old buddy of mine to help with my campaignin'. Dude's a bit slow, but he's reliable.
Even if nobody votes for me it's likelier than you think, I'm havin' a ball. I'm bringin' a camera next time. I should try for positions of social responsibility a hell of a lot more often.

Rasputin's gotten used to our new room. Poor guy was real stressed lately, s'nice to see him mellow out again. He wrecked a couple of my shirts while I was gone either that or it was Genny so I skipped a couple classes to spend more time with him. Seperation anxiety's normal, especially in strange surroundin's, and I didn't want him thinkin' I was abandonin' him or nothin'. Think I'll be enjoyin' some more time with him this week, too, since some dumbass decided we'd be scuba divin' in PE. If it ain't too nippy out, I think we'll head to the park. I'll teach 'im how to fetch and rub his... abdomen-thingy. He likes that.

...This might seem kinda out of left field, but anybody know anythin' about bakin'?

( Private to self [Unhackable] )

Why the hell did our rooms get all shuffled around, again? If somebody's gonna go to all the trouble of movin' my shit around while I'm asleep, then the least they can do is gimmie a better roomie. Or... actually, I'd prefer none at all. I'm way far away from Bulba and Green now.
Kinda curious how they managed to move me in by sleep, though. I ain't sure, but I think I sometimes breathe fire in my sleep.

...How'd they fit your tank through the door, Genny?

Rasputin's pretty confused by the change, too. Poor little guy misses his tree. Not he needed it to go outside, since I stopped makin' him drag rocks a long time ago and he can walk on walls, but... I don't think he knows where to build his next web. It sure as hell ain't gonna be inside the room. Last time he did that, my tail brushed against it and the whole thing went up in flames.

Hey, so... whoever's in BE-29 now... y'might wanna keep the window closed and locked. He keeps tryin' to head for home and so far I've been able to catch him and bring him back, but on the off chance I decide to go to any classes, there won't be nobody stoppin' him.
So yeah. If you've got a giant spider tryin' to squirm into your window, don't say I didn't warn you.

So... since I don't got Bulba and Green on either side of me, who are my neighbours now? I'm BE-13, apparently. How lucky.

am so smashed right nowww


eat your heart out, falcon


( Private to students (except for the fucktards because screeeeew you) )

Man, Rasputin's havin' a field day today. He snared a bunch of birds up in his tree, and he just dragged a whole dog in here. I was gonna dump it in Genny's tank, but I guess Rasputin was hungry, so... so much for that, I guess. He's got a real healthy appetite if he's shovin' down that much chow. Maybe he's hit his growth spurt.

...Think I'm gonna hafta do somethin' about this tail of mine. Don't like admittin' to my injuries, but there you go. Made it a couple days, but I gotta do somethin' before it heals all crooked. It don't hurt quite as bad as it did when it broke unless it touches somethin', but I think my flame got damaged or... I dunno. It's fucked up and the pain's been makin' me feel irritable.

Trust me, Sumabura, you ain't seen me when I'm irritable.

Shit's like havin' a hornet's nest at the end of my spine. Constantly. Nonstop. I'm this close to just drinkin' myself numb. Woulda done it ages ago if I had a fake ID.

I actually got back yesterday, just couldn't be arsed to post on the internet about it.

Hey, Bulba. I wasn't sure what kind of poffins you liked best, so I just got you a couple. One or two mighta got a bit squished since I got in a fight on the way home but I left the box outside your room.
Blastoise... you don't deserve a thing, but certain circumstances in Sinnoh left me with some useless-ass Brine TM. You want it?

( Private to Casper )
Oh yeah... oy, Blastoise! I hope you ain't been slackin' off while I've been gone! We're long overdue for a rematch! This time, I'll show you just who the better man is.

Heh. Red's team had better watch out. None of 'em have ever been a match for me, but this new move could probably down Charitard in a hit or two.

Maybe I oughta start lookin' for a Swords Dance TM, while I'm tweakin' my moveset an' all.

Not so tough without your guns to hide behind, are you, blondie?
I almost feel bad for beatin' up a helpless little faggot. Oh, no, wait. That's a lie.
Well, don't worry, I'll be sure to tell Biomech what a brave (limpwristed) fight you put up, even if you weren't defendin' her honor this time around.

( Private to self [hackable] )

I taught Rasputin a trick today. He sits up, I put a treat on his... nose-thingy, and he holds it there until I say so. God, my spider's a genius.

So how about that band performance the other day? Real gusty of 'em, eh? But I still think I could do a better job with drums blindfolded and handcuffed.


HEY SBG!
Quick question. Who do you think the hottest teachers at Sumabura are?
I vote Geno. Because I set him on fire god I'm so clever. 

Seriously, though, that biomech chick is hot. I would bang her sideways.