Five

[ificanmince]

I have realized I am not good at keeping a journal. Even one that doesn't really work like a journal. My apologies to those who wish to hear more of my thoughts. I am sure there are many of you. However, as I am sure you are glad to see, I am writing now. All is well again.

...Actually, all is not well. But you all know that. I do not wish to dwell on the negative, though.
 
A war. I cannot believe it.

(ooc| Sorry for my inability to write Naveen's reaction to all this death and war business very well. :/ Also, strikes are moderately hackable.)

Comments

[greenrednknives.livejournal.com]

Many as in one?

[ukuleleprince.livejournal.com]

Well, someone is the cranky sort.

[greenrednknives.livejournal.com]

[...you're calling her cranky? That doesn't make her happy at all.]

I'm not cranky. I'm just stating the truth.

[ukuleleprince.livejournal.com]

Ah, but your idea of the truth is wrong, I am afraid.

[greenrednknives.livejournal.com]

Prove it.

[ukuleleprince.livejournal.com]

So difficult!

Fine. How?

[greenrednknives.livejournal.com]

Name just one of your so-called fans.

[ukuleleprince.livejournal.com]

Fans? Did I say that? It is a weird way to put it... I consider them friends. Or... Something like that.

Regardless... Just one? How about Miwako, then?

[greenrednknives.livejournal.com]

Fans and friends are not the same.

...she is friends with everyone. It doesn't count. [aka, Natalia's hard to please. 8| ]

[ukuleleprince.livejournal.com]

I did not think I said they were?

Alright. Alfred.

[greenrednknives.livejournal.com]

You can't find anyone better than Alfred?