|Cocoa and the Rats of Nimh and Other Stuff
||[Aug. 23rd, 2004|02:43 pm]
|||||Fingertips -- They Might Be Giants||]|
So the Snelling people sent a card saying that Mister Patrakis was avenged, and they sent along some dross that the murderers had. Itza came up to the Forest to show me, and we decided that we'd make it into the Nicholas Patrakis Memorial Relief Fund, for helping out people when they need it.
Then Itza and I sat down and talked about Timeheart and about school and other things, and then we went downstairs to the Homestead and she read Mrs Frisby and the Rats of Nimh while we drank hot cocoa. It felt nice to be able to do stuff like that again.
Itza's made me real angry a lot ever since Mister Patrakis got murdered, but I guess if things are really hard on people, then when those people try to talk, it's even harder than just one of them. I've been tryin to be nice to her and not say things that would get her all riled up, and maybe we're both okay, now, or at least a little better. I wonder if things were hard on Rachel, too.
Timeheart also said that I couldn't go try to trade seeds with Butterflies, and that I shouldn't even talk with them or breathe their air, cause the land there is cursed. I'm pretty sure that Squire Abigail has a LiveJournal, so if you're reading this, that's why I can't help you go find a new balefire, cause it's dangerous for Timeheart.
I dunno what else to say, it's real late and I just barely didn't get in trouble for staying up listening to Rats of Nimh until past my curfew, cause then Papa started saying my curfew should be later and all sorts of other things, and when he put me to bed he said the two of us should go camping sometime soon so we could talk. I think if I was more awake that would be something I'd kind of worry about, but I think I'm just gonna go to bed.