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Saturday, June 18, 2005

Today is a beautiful day! Sunshiny and bright and happy! I am currently waiting for SweetRhapsody to fully awaken before the two of us head down to the store to get some drinks and then we will sit on my balcony and soak up the last lingering rays of sunlight before the sun sets. We might call the Duchess but she is busy studying and far be it from me to prevent any academic from soaking up intellectual stimulation instead of the last lingering rays of sunlight!
Last night was such a hullabaloo. The Pothead Teddy was walking around drunk with an open umbrella like some geisha woman in the house. He also cut himself with a knife and pushed me onto a sofa and shouted randomly at everyone. He is rapidly becoming more abusive as each day goes by, we must soon get help for him.
Louise was a little high too and the loudest I have ever seen her, haha. She also made us scones but most of that was eaten up by the boys. Matsumoto was gulping down vodka and watching what he thought was Japanese/Korean porn on the international channel on TV before wheeling down the parking lot in an abandoned Coles trolley. His friend just sat on the couch and grew silent, except for occasional moments.
The Bony Nanny returned, and with his return, everyone couldn't stop shouting at one another! Shuddup called out to us from his flat balcony but he was being an anti-social loser so we told him to go back to his movies. LadyElle made creme caramel, which has probably all been eaten up by the Pothead Teddy by now. The Duchess had a talk with the Bony Nanny which ended up with the Bony Nanny and the Turbanator singing Indian love songs to her which resulted in her running in terror to LadyElle's room. The Roaring Lion threw stones at what he thought was my window, but it turns out he was throwing stones at Moon Von's window and scaring her half to death, hahah. That was also another drunk person.
Right, I must go now! See ya, everyone!

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