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Another year comes and goes. Hard to believe that this time last year I was still breathing and ****. I was human. Head **** right? I mean am I really 29 if my body is like frozen at 28? Should I bother celebrating my birthday in future? Or am I like coming up to my first birthday. That’s a weird arse thought right there I tell ya. Maybe I’ll give up on counting the years eventually. Maybe not. Wow. 28 forever. Trippy. I never really thought about it before. Good job I’m not an ugly ******. Oh don’t give me that. You know me diary. I’m not vain when it comes to my looks. Sure I might be a cutie in my own way and look younger than my years but I’m no beauty queen. How I managed to get me such a handsome hubby I’ll never know. Actually I do know. Booze. And lots of it. Poor Ricky.

So, what are my plans for today? How kind of you to ask. Actually I don’t have much planned. I think Ric and I are playing hookie and are just gonna spend the night together. So I’m guessing we’ll be playing Monopoly, listening to music and pratting around while I drink. I think the guys have a blowout planned for later in the week. Probably mid-week knowing them. Something to get them through to the weekend. I’m such a lucky girl. Though I probably need to swing past the rents too. Thankfully mum gave up on the big parties and **** long ago.



((Also on this page: A few inspirational quotes about seizing the day, etc. are scrawled across the page.))

I needed to remind Ricky that I’m not his mother today. He summoned me to a clothing store, which was risky in and of itself cos like, public. As if that’s not bad enough He then begins to grope me right there in the middle of the store. Oh who am I kidding. I loved that part. Ain’t no way in hell I’m turning that boy down when he’s in the mood. I don’t care who’s watching or how much I’ve had to drink. Hell I’d screw him on the coffee table while my family watched if that’s what he wanted. Hahaha. I can just imagine the reaction that would get from my parents. Actually. Getting us back on point. I don’t much mind shopping for Ric. Like I’ll buy stuff for him if he wants. Order **** online. Whatever. But if he’s in the store with me he can damn well choose his own outfit. I love his style. I do know what would look good on him though, so I get why he did it. I guess I should be happy he trusts me enough to help him pick stuff out. I mean he’s pretty damn controlling in many aspects. Though shopping for him probably is one of those things he doesn’t give a **** about. And his clothes are only really his once he’s bought them. Not that I can’t rock the hell out of one of his t-shirts.



((Also on this page: A sketch that very well could be something Sky plans to have printed on a t-shirt. The design includes images of thorns and butterflies (like those included on their wedding invites) among other things.))

Ever wanna just say “**** it”? Yeah. That’s where my head’s at right now. Where the **** is he? He hasn’t been home for two nights. That’s not like him. Well… it is and it isn’t. Did he tell me he was going AWOL? I think not. I’m pretty sure I’d remember that? Right? I wouldn’t wouldn’t I? Is it possible he told me while I was distracted by music or something shiny? **** balls. **** it! I’m going out. He can track my arse down if and when he comes back. See how he likes it.

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**** me sideways. I go out. Start getting smashed. With Pat. Tell Ric. Via email, and the ****** ruins my fun. Well that’s what I think when he summons me but no. Not at all. There I was all mad at him cos he’s an arsehole for pulling a disappearing act and next thing I know, where having sex in a boosted car. The sex was pretty ******* amazing but our night didn’t end there. Oh no. After that we take the car for a joy ride. Too bad we had to burn the thing to get rid of evidence and ****. It was a sweet ride. I’d so suggest we get one but well… I love Ric’s bike and I pretty much use public transport and my own 2 feet wherever I go. But anyways. Shitty start to the night but a fantastic end.[/size][/color][/font]



((Also on this page: A pencil drawing of the red sports car they stole and vandalised.))

I’m beginning to suspect I may have a few issues after last night. I mean one, I forgave my wayward husband way too quickly. Seriously. The moment that man touches me I’m like some brainless, horny, harlot. ****. That’s not even the worst of it. I wish that was all it was. I only have to look at him to get turned on some days. It’s not funny. My libido goes all screwy when he’s around. And now that’s all I can think about. Great. So… issues… yeah. I got them. Well one, actually. I call it Ricky. I mean really. What kind of woman gets all excited about boosting a car? I gotta say I totally didn’t think I was that kinda girl. Nor did I think I was the kind of girl that squeals with glee watching a car burn. It was so pretty. Seriously. It was nothing like the movies. But it was super cool to watch. I’m wondering if I might be part pyromaniac or something cos that’s not normal. Right? I should seek counselling or something. I knew my bad, boy addiction would get me in trouble one day. Oh well. For better or worse, and all that. At least my guy keeps life interesting.

Think I might go annoy my parents. Then go see the guys. Or the other way around. Mum loves it when I some see her after I’ve had a few drinks. Hahaha. Yeah right.



((Also on this page: Some snippets from the song ‘She’s got issues’ by The Offspring.))

So. I have a knack for computers as it turns out. Seeing patterns seems to come easy to me. Why am I saying this? Well cos I went and did something useful with my skills today. Besides like rifling through other people’s files for the lolz. I set up a little virtual playground for Ric and I. Well Ric and I and all those we class as family and close friends. So… not a lot of people actually. But I want us to have a space like this since Elliot and Pi won’t allow him on the family thing. I’ve added Ellie to the list but not Pi. I mean I don’t see much reason for her to be there. Not yet anyways. I wanna see how Ric and Ellie get on first. I kinda think it might be good for them to have a place to chat and get to know each other. Even if it is just in cyberspace.

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WTF? Ric ran off on me again. Only this time he’s not technically AWOL. I know where he is. He’s got some faction thing going on. Said he needed to check **** out. I dunno. He couldn’t tell me even if I wanted him to, so I didn’t ask. Thinks he’s funny. Tells me ‘**** you later’ as he’s running out the door. Classy right? You can’t see it but I’m shaking my head. Okay. I’m trying not to smile too. He is kinda funny. My kinda funny. He also told me that he loves me and not to go doing anything stupid while he’s gone cos he can’t summon me there. Guess he learned from the other day. And knows what I’m like. I mean my plans aren’t to ever do something stupid. Okay. So that’s a lie. Sometimes they are. But mostly they’re not. Mostly I just plan to get drunk. The deciding to do something stupid generally happens after the planning stage after a few drinks. I’m still gonna argue that most of the time I don’t decide to do stupid stuff. **** just kinda happens around and I react. Oh well. It is what it is and he knows who he married.

So yeah… Should I go have a drink? Or should I stay in? Might go see what **** I can post on the playground. Give people something to read. Yeah. That sounds like a plan.[/size][/color][/font]



((Also on this page: The sticky label off a banana.))

Hmm… I think being good may have paid off for once. Cos I was either rewarded, or Ricky missed me. I’d like to think the latter, but the former’s more likely. Maybe. I dunno. I wouldn’t put it past Ric to watch some documentary on animal training and then try out the tricks on me. But yeah. Either way. Not complaining. I am one very, very happy girl. He came home and pretty much mauled me. Put his hand over my mouth and told me to be quiet too. I really shouldn’t like it when he does that but I think we long ago established that I’m a weirdo and more recently that I have issues. Thankfully I like being a weirdo with issues. Hmm… Think I’m gonna go work on my music now. I feel so buzzed right now. Who needs alcohol to have a good time? Not me apparently.



((Also on this page: A few bars of music for a tune Sky had stuck in her head as she was writing.))

He seriously thinks I’m some sort of animal I swear! Be good. Be flipping good. Like I’m some trained seal or something. Erm, newsflash Ricky boy, we have a dog and even he doesn’t listen to you. He listens to me. Blackie’s a good boy. I can tell him to be good and he will be.

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Okay. I’ve calmed down a little now. So… Maybe he’s right. Well not right. Maybe he didn’t mean anything buy it. He could have just as easily said ‘be safe,’ right? It’s not like I do **** on purpose to piss him off… Except when I do. Damn. I do kinda ******* hate that he’s been gone so much recently though. Yes, this time he’s visiting some friend in the Umbra or some **** but seriously, I mean, what did I do? Why doesn’t he wanna spend tie with me anymore? Is he just finding excuses to get away from me? ****. I hate that thought. That so better not be it. And if it is I’m gonna kick him in the shins or something, cos that’s a crappy thing to do. If he has an issue with me, he should damn well say it.

Gonna go drown myself. In alcohol. Maybe. Probably. Since drowning myself will only take me to Umbra. If it even does that. Hmm… Can I drown myself? Probably not cos I don’t have to breathe a ****. Huh? Note to self… Next time I’m in the pool or the tub I’m gonna try and drown myself. Knowing me I’ll get bored before I figure out how long I can stay down there. That might be a good thing though if it’s like indefinite and ****, else I’d never come up, I’d just sit there and wait for time to pass. Oh wow. I need to go do something to occupy my mind before I do something stupid. Yep. Best go be good.[/size][/color][/font]



((Also on this page: A few random doodles can be seen in the corners of the pages and down the margin, but nothing really noteworthy.))

Erm… I might be a bad influence on Pat. When I saw him today he swatted me on the *** to say hi. Though I guess so long as he’s not doing that to random strangers or waitresses and stuff it’ll be okay. One of these days I might learn to keep my hands to myself. Eek, that sounds bad doesn’t it. I don’t go around feeling guys up. I don’t. I am however a tactile individual who doesn’t think twice about hugging people, swatting my friends on the butt, etc. That’s normal though right? I mean not Ric normal, but normal, normal. God I hate that word. I can’t believe I just labelled myself with it. Blurgh. Anyways. I don’t go around tonguing people. Licking someone’s face to gross them out doesn’t count though. Right? ****. I’m gonna stop putting this crap on paper. I’m cut off. I’m cutting myself off. Yep. Gonna stop writing… now.

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****! Me again. Apparently I’m like addicted to chronicling my thoughts, bad habits, shitty mood etc. So what did I do after I saw you last. Well I’m glad you asked. Apparently my crazy boiled over. Yep. All bubbling water lava all over everything because I went all girly on my emotionally inept husband. I kind of half-jokingly told Ric that he was gonna give me a complex if he keeps running off. Cos as you know, I’ve gotten a tad bit paranoid recently. Anywho… And yes. I meant anywho and not anyhow, it’s the way we say it (the guys and me, not Ric and me, different us). But yeah, so, that of course started an argument. I hit him. Like actually hit him, not just like kicking him in the shin like normal. He even had the nerve to say I ‘hit like a *****.’ I mean, duh, I’m no battle babe. I keep telling him that. Next time I’m gonna put my weight behind it though, I tell ya that now for nothing. Anyway. I’ve pissed him off. I’m can’t remember if he said it outright but I think the gist of it towards the end was something like, he’d rather go to the Umbra than listen to me whine anymore. Nice eh? Healthy relationship. Yep. I’m good at those. I kept whining though and he didn’t leave straight away. Which is probably a good thing cos eventually I fessed up and told him I thought he was bored of me. He assured me he wasn’t. I mean who can get bored with all the great sex and arguing and stuff? Not that we argue all that much. Not like that anyways. And not that he actually said that. That’s just my thoughts on it. Oh **** me. Did he? Yeah. Towards the end he actually said he loves me like he loves his work. I should be insulted right? Maybe if he was any other guy I might be but Ric genuinely loves his work. So I guess that means he genuinely loves me. I must have thought as much in the moment cos next thing I know I’m on my knees in the sewers. The sewers! I **** you not. Yep. He still takes me to all the best places. Lol. So yeah. That’s how this story ends. Kinda. I mean there was a very naked walk of shame that was kinda awkward, cos well… Ric kinda destroyed my clothes. Like shredded them. And then he kinda took off. Running through the depot naked. Not something I thought I’d be doing. The downstairs lobby was worse, that places is always packed. Oh well. I’m clean, safe, clothed and ready for bed. Oh and a hell of a lot happier than I have been now that Ric and I have gotten everything straightened out. So… yeah… signing off.[/size][/color][/font]



((Also on this page: Nothing, there are no doodles or drawings to be seen.))

What’s new today. Hmm… let me see. The day started well. Or night. Whatever. Anyway, chatted with Charlie online and she’s agreed to help me out by making some better scripts for me. You know to help with my new hobby as a hacker. Ha! I know right. I’m still getting used to that word being in my repertoire. After that I killed some hunters in the sewers. Yep. You read that right. No big deal. Just killed a few people. Okay. I’m cringing at that too, but the fuckers attacked me first. It was self-defence I swear. Ric said they had it coming, so I’m gonna just agree with him. Make myself feel better. Day/night/whatever got worse when I got a text from Doc telling me Pat was on the public list thing that likes to name and shame. Which meant he’d be hunted. After talking to Doc, Ric and Pat, it was decided (a little too civilly if you ask me) that Ric should just off my cub. Which he did. But not before checking several times that I understood what I was asking of him and that I wasn’t gonna like spazz out (my words not his) on him later for it. That’s kinda cute right? Urgh. I should not be going all ‘he’s so cute’ when my kid is in hell. But… damn it, he is cute and he’s offered to go check on Pat in the Umbra too cos I can’t. I’m super proud of Pat. Super grateful to Doc for texting. And even more in love with my husband for butchering my cub. Yep. I’m well aware my issue(s) may be getting worse. Seriously. I’m beginning to think he Ric could blow up the goddamn city and I’ll think it was adorable. I need therapy. Scratch that. I did not write that and I will deny having ever written it. I need to start writing in pencil.



((Also on this page: A city scape in flames.))

Short one today. Keeping myself busy and being good. Ric’s visiting Pat in the Umbra. I really ******* wish I had that superpower!



((Also on this page: A quickly written list of things Sky can do to keep herself busy which includes things like; unblocking the drains, painting Blackie’s nails neon green and buying a goldfish.))