♪ Skyler's Diary ♪

[Skylar]

♪ A Thing ♪
11 / 12 / 2014

Wow. Strange day. I’ve been having a lot of those the last few months but still. Wow. Ric has a kid. Of course he doesn’t call it that. I swear he’s touched in the head. I know. Just my type right? Anyways. Not the point. Was not expecting that. I mean I had him pegged as some sort of commitment phobe type. Don’t know why really. I mean he seems to be kinda fond of his family from what I can tell. Met the sister. Jules. Kind of. I couldn’t pick her out in a line up but we’ve crossed paths a couple of times. But a kid. I so did not see that coming. Oh. He calls it a thing. Not a kid. I can call her that. No problem. I’m not sure I like the childe word myself either if I’m honest. If I ever sire anyone I think I’ll call them a sireling or something. I dunno. Guess I don’t really have to think about that until it happens. If it happens. And man that will be one weird *** day too if I ever actually do that. I think I might need to actually grow up a bit before I try doing anything like that. I certainly need to learn more about what I am first too. I am not in any position to educate a younger me. Though I guess I could palm them off on grandpa. Ellie would love that I’m sure. >.> Okay. Maybe not. I’ll back burner that idea for a few months years decades.

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Side note: Ellie said yes to the trees!
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((Also on this page: The top of someone’s head surrounded by a couple of thought bubbles. In one is a house, a kid is in another, a pile of books in third. All things Sky has considered, most of which she’s rejected.))

[Skylar]

♪ Insane ♪
13 / 12 / 2014

Dillon’s being an angel. I cannot believe I am writing this, but apparently I am. He’s been putting up with my crap for days. I’ve been getting super cranky for no reason at all recently. I have no idea what that’s about. I mean maybe it’s because a certain someone is getting under my skin. I dunno. I mean what’s the point of having a ******* mobile if you don’t ever check the thing. See. That’s the great thing about them. They are mobile. You take them with you when you go places. And information. Well that can go both ways! Urgh. Shoot me now. I’m turning into one of those neurotic women I ******* hate. Seriously. You know what. I’m gonna go lock myself in the studio with my guitar and a bottle of jack and see what happens. Music is pain and all that. At this rate I’ll have a whole album by Christmas.



((Also on this page: A lot of swear words written in block capital letters, some are underlined, others are circled. The page is almost torn in places where Sky has gone back over the lines, one too many times.))

[Skylar]

♪ Urgh! ♪
14 / 12 / 2014

Ric is super hard to pin down. By which I mean he's impossible to locate. Like. Ever. You know what. Fine. I'm fed up always being the one reaching out anyways. **** him. I've got rehearsals anyway.



((Also on this page: Nothing. The rest of the page is completely blank.))

[Skylar]

♪ All Better Now ♪
15 / 12 / 2014

Okay. Feeling better today. Like much better. I did something crazy last night. Like crazy even for me crazy. I’m actually starting to worry about this stalker thing. I may have serious issues. I should probably explain. So. Anyways. After saying **** it. I kinda, sorta, maybe sent another couple of emails. To say Ric is frustrating is an understatement. He can be a complete and ******* arse. So what do I do? Do I enjoy my time with my friends and forget about him? No. And I can’t believe I’m writing this. But… Instead of leaving him alone like a sane person. I camped out on his doorstep. Partly because I don’t have any of those nifty shadow superpowers he has, so I couldn’t get in. Though even if I had that superpower I likely wouldn’t have been able to get past the lock on the front door. I’m so not a cat burglar. And if that isn’t bad enough… To top off the craziness, I think I maybe stole his keys. Well a key anyway. I found one in my pocket tonight. I so don’t remember taking it. I plan on fessing up and begging for forgiveness but I’m going to leave that little task for an hour or two. I need some dutch courage. Good job I have a night out with the boys planned. I can confess and drink away my cares. Here’s to a kick arse night after a kick arse day of kick arsedness. I made some wicked pieces today. I’m super proud of me.



((Also on this page: A rather nice looking landscape drawing depicting a sun filled meadow; the picture even includes a few happy and relaxed looking animals.))

[Skylar]

♪ Ahh ****! ♪
16 / 12 / 2014

Bad. Bad. Bad. Bad. Bad. Seriously. I mean I should be happy right? I should be but ****. I fucked up. I blame him. I do. I mean that’s not normal right? To give someone a key to your place like that. I mean yeah I can’t break in and stuff and Ellie kinda did the same thing but wow. I am so confused there aren’t words. Okay. Maybe there are words. It’s not normal. Great. Pretty cool. But seriously abnormal right? And yes. I may be freaking out a little. I kinda can’t help that. I mean. The key thing was good. At least I think it was. It’s what I did after that was bad. Monumentally bad, actually. Seriously. Dillon should have taken my phone from me and changed my pin or something. Dick. He knows what I get like. Next time I go out drinking I should leave my phone at home. I had one of those moments. You know the one. The one where you look through your phone and find emails and texts you don’t remember writing. The kind that make you cringe when you read them through. I kid you not it was like watching a horror, or reading one. Whatever. I was literally looking through my fingers hoping for it to stop. You should be able to delete stuff like that. I wish to god Ric had just hit delete without reading any of them once he worked out I was in a bar. I did tell him. I warned him. He knew. And. And. He didn’t stop me. He didn’t say no. He didn’t say go home. Nope. He said don’t fall in the river. Don’t fall in the ******* river. Arse! So yeah. I kinda, maybe showed up at his and passed out on his bed. Which is a single. A single! And I really don’t remember doing that. Turning up at his that is. Well, any of it really. It’s a ******* miracle I made it there in the first place. I must have used portals or something because there wasn’t any crap on my shoes from the sewers. I know. I checked.

Breathe. I wish I could breathe. Man my chest is painful right now. I have to apologise. I do. I’m kinda half glad he wasn’t there when I came to. At least I’ve bought myself time to work out what I’m going to say. I am such a prat.

Oh and to make matters worse. I get home and ******* Dillon makes a joke about moving into Ellie’s place because he spends more time there than I do. Wanker! I mean I know he uses the place to escape from the monsters and that and I really can’t complain, not after I lived on his couch for so long but still. I just got away from him. I think he just wants the studio. Maybe if I build him one at his place he’ll forget about that idea. I dunno. I really should think about getting my own place. Right. Signing off. I need to go prat around to music and calm myself damn. ****! Why do I do this to myself?



((Also on this page: A young woman is stamping on the scattered remains of a mobile phone as she yells at it; I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.))

[Skylar]

♪ Nuts ♪
17 / 12 / 2014

Okay. So today I’ve told myself to behave. And I’m going to. I think. I’m not being me. Or maybe I’m being too much like me. I really don’t know. This whole perma PMS thing is really throwing me off. It’s making me neurotic. I hate neurotic.

I’ve been thinking about a saying. The “tough nut to crack” one. Maybe I’ve written about that before. Maybe I haven’t. I can’t remember but that’s neither here nor there. So. The saying. I mean. What do you do in that situation? I mean. Yes. The obvious option is to throw the nut out. Right? Get rid of it. There’s no point breaking your teeth, nails or whatever trying to open a stupid, stubborn nut. Right? But what if the nut’s worth the effort? Though let’s be honest, there’s more chance you’ll break that sucker open and realise it’s spoiled inside. Which kinda sucks. Guess I have to be “glass half full” about things. Hope for the best.



((Also on this page: A young boy is being chased by a giant hazel nut with a mouth full of razor sharp teeth.))

[Skylar]

♪ Present ♪
18 / 12 / 2014

Right, so, maybe dialling myself back a bit worked. Ric and I hung out at his tonight. Didn’t do anything special. I mean I’m not the sort that needs entertaining. So… yeah. I think he might actually be getting used to having me around. He doesn’t moan half as much as he used too when I hug him these days either. Which is pretty cool. I mean he’s accepting the fact that I’m a hugger. Of course I’m still being a little more reserved around him than I would be around any of my other mates. I’m not sure he could handle full force me. Not yet. But given time. Maybe. Who knows.

Oh. So. I designed this ring today. Gonna give it to my sister at xmas. I think she’ll love it. Just gotta pick up a nice gem to go in it. I was thinking something pink. I’ll see what I can scare up. If not an nice emerald would work. I’m pretty sure I have one of those kicking about in my kit already too. No idea what to get mum. Might just draw her something. Put it in a frame. It’s that or a silver bracelet. Then it’s just the men in my family to shop for. They’re getting socks and aftershave like every other year. How fun for them! You gotta love being a guy at xmas. Not.



((Also on this page: A caricature of her brother holding up a half unwrapped box of aftershave with a look of fake happiness on his face.))

[Skylar]

♪ To drink Or Not To Drink? ♪
19 / 12 / 2014

I swear to go I almost just died of shock. Ricky text me saying he was going hunting. Oh and not to drown myself at my local. Or words to that effect. He must really think I have a drinking problem. I don’t. I’d have a drinking problem if I’d fallen on another path maybe. The problem then being that I can’t drink. Lol. Yeah. I sound like an alchy but I’m not. I really don’t drink all that often. Well… Maybe I do but I don’t get blitzed on a nightly basis. Just once in a while. I might head over to Lancaster’s once I’ve written this actually. I don’t care if the guys come or not. I mean I know Dillon would show if I asked him but I really don’t need the company. I know everyone at Ellie’s these days. I know some of the regulars too. I won’t be lonely or anything.



((Also on this page: A picture of a fish hiccupping as it swims around in a bottle of vodka.))

[Skylar]

♪ Last Minute Gifts ♪
20 / 12 / 2014

So. I know what I’m getting a certain someone for xmas. Got Ellie covered too. Need to find something for his missus. Might just get her flowers. And Charlotte. No idea what to get her. I suck at buying gifts. Dillon’s easy enough. I mean I already got us a rehearsal space and new gear. I ordered him a funky guitar strap with his name on. I’m sure he’ll like that. I’ve probably left it a bit late to be xmas shopping to be honest but then it’s been a bit of a weird few months. Usually I’d have stuff sorted by now. Oh well. Not my fault I got fried and reborn. Not that I blame Ellie any. Not anymore anyways. He saved my life. I swear I’ll probably love him forever for that.

So tasks for tonight: Shopping, finish jewellery, package swords for sale and…I think that might be about it. Oh busking of course too. But that’s kind of a given. I’m kinda jazzed to be adding a few new songs to my set list tonight. Variety is the spice of life and all that.



((Also on this page: A woman drowning in a sea of wrapped gifts.))

[Skylar]

♪ All Wrapped Up ♪
21 / 12 / 2014

I swear he’s such a doofus. I don’t know why he feels the need to torture himself when he could just ask for help. I think it’s the guy thing. The not looking weak thing. I hadn’t planned on bothering him tonight actually but he made first contact. Okay so all he did was congratulate me on winning the lottery but still, for him, that’s something. I didn’t think to tell him about it to be honest. I mean it’s only money and the jackpot was pretty weak. Still, it was a nice xmas bonus. I donated it to a local soup kitchen. Well not y local. There’s a place near Lancaster’s that does that sort of thing. Though I guess Lancaster’s is my local so… Yeah okay. Local works. Didn’t tell Ric that part though. Sounds like bragging. I don’t do good deeds to be seen doing them. That’s just…wrong.

Anyways. Moving on. Doofus was going to go buy wrapping paper. I volunteered to go for him. Got some nice stuff too. He said don’t go girly but all wrapping paper is girly in my opinion. In the end I just bought six different coloured rolls. Block colour. One gold, silver, etc. That’s about as non-girly as wrapping paper gets. Though I did buy matching ribbon and bows and stuff too. So the presents will still be on the girly side.

I don’t mind wrapping gifts. Not really. Which is a good thing as I still have my own to wrap. And it was a nice excuse to see Ric, even if he did have to skip out on me and go to some party. I can’t complain though. I mean it’s not like we have to do everything together and after not having seen him for a few days it was nice to just have a little time to catch up. Besides. Now he’s gone. I have his place to myself. I’m not going to stay tonight though. I have to be at the Russ’ woman’s place first thing tomorrow to get my hair done. I get to meet his family tomorrow. I’m a little nervous about that actually. It’s kind of a big deal. I don’t usually care what people think of me but I need to make a good first impression, for Ric’s sake.

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Oh. I forgot to say earlier. Wrapping the gifts was so much easier this year. I bought this little thing that goes on your wrist and dispenses small, ready to use pieces of tape. It was amazing. Made the whole process go a lot smoother I can tell you. I don’t really know how it works but it does. Each piece pulls the next into position before it breaks off. Marvellous. I’ll definitely be keeping that little gadget around. I’d say it’s my best buy of the year but I think winning Ric at auction tops it. Though technically that’s Ellie’s best buy, not mine. Oh well. Ric can be best gift then. Hahaha.[/size][/color][/font]



((Also on this page: A single present. The wrapped item appears to be that of a human body paper wraps around in many colours and designs with bows placed on each of the major body parts.))