Journal,

Sad to say that my very first entry is completely underwhelming. Nothing really worth noting has happened to me today, but I didn't have the patience to wait for something interesting to happen to me, so now I'm writing. I've actually kept more personal journals when I was much younger (classic pen to paper type), so this isn't entirely new to me. Sharing my thoughts and days with the world is new, however.

I just remembered something that happened to me today! It's pretty embarrassing, actually. While I was painting some of my table top game figures, I decided to make some jasmine tea that my father brought home with him when he last visited. I was boiling the water in a kettle and I think I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew I was opening my eyes and I smelled smoke! I ran into the kitchen and saw that the water had completely evaporated and the kettle that was once blue was now BLACK! It was pretty terrible... I'm going to have to go out later and buy a new one, or start microwaving water in a mug, ha.

It's too bad the most interesting thing that happened to me today was so unfortunate, but I'm glad that nothing else was damaged. I think I would have absolutely died if I burned the house down! Er, well, I probably would have if I was asleep and that happened, but that isn't what I mean.

I'm a little tired again right now, so I'll write again later.

What I did today is MY business, no one elses... I can't believe that kid is so needy for attention! All I'm saying is that I can only see this crap being used to get attention from strangers who don't even care about you... and people who DO know you, but still don't care about you. Oh, yeah, very fulfilling.

Nevermind that I'm actually writing in it! I'm just amusing myself.

I let him nearly burn his kitchen down today. I was more interested in heading outside to DO something, rather than sit around in the fucking house waiting for water to boil while painting some dinky little figurines. I guess I shouldn't knock 'em too hard, because they can be pretty useful when made to resemble people and you've got the power of the occult at your fucking finger tips (but he PLAYS with them, like a child).

He's ridiculous... but deep down, he is pretty interesting. I wonder if he'll just keep up his humble facade, just so people can half heartedly like him. Stupid boy.

Journal,

I think I managed to get an all right amount of sleep last night. I woke up a couple of times, though, because my Ring was bothering me. It must seem strange of me to sleep with such a large... necklace on, but I don't feel like I can bring myself to take it off. My father bought it for me while he was in Egypt, so I like to keep it close to me. But... I know there's something very strange with it, like it has its own... aura? I guess that's the only way I can describe it. At times, I can feel strange things when I'm wearing it.

Uhm, actually, I don't think I want to write about it anymore. I'm thinking about things that's happened to me while I was wearing it and, you know, haha... I seem a little crazy! Anyway, I really like it and I'm happy my father gave it to me. I can't wait till he's able to visit the house again!

This morning, since I felt all right (despite a slight pain in my chest from my necklace), I decided to venture back into the kitchen and cook up some scrambled eggs. I'm happy to report that operation "use kitchen without passing out" was a success! ... ah, I'm a little weird, aren't I?

I'm in the middle of getting ready to visit Miss Ishtar so I can pick up the kettle. Since making breakfast went so well this morning, I made some cinnamon cheesecake puffs for her. To make sure they were good, I had a couple... I think they're pretty tasty (oh no, sudden craving... I have to pick up some cream puffs later). I hope Miss Ishtar likes them.

I better stop rambling now! I have to head over to her place before it gets too late.