Axogust 09, 1006
My room. As usual.

Well. I screwed up.

Now I’ve got a ton of things to write about. Strange how my life is either boring as all hell or completely jam-packed with excitement. Just once, can I get a little mixture of the two into my life? Sigh…

Anyway, back to my screw up. I have a calling orb, right? I mostly have it because it’s something most parents give their teenage kids at one point or another, and because it’s for emergency use. But I subscribed to this thing that delivers jokes and my horoscope right to the calling orb, and I thought, “Oh hey! Cool! Free stuff!”

And, of course, it wasn’t free.

Even though I don’t remember anyone saying anything about it costing money, apparently they didn’t say anything about it not costing money either. It was 99 copper per message sent, which means that on the phone bill there’s over 150 silver’s worth that I have to pay off somehow. I canceled the subscription but…

Mom’s probably going to make me wash dishes for the rest of my natural life.

Well… She was really nice about it (and took a bit of the blame herself for not catching something like this, oh say, three months ago?) and said that I’d probably only have to do the dishes for four months or so. But still. That’s a lot of dishes.

And I’m still working on getting together enough money to go to the Grand Fair with Mom, and that’s only a couple months away. You know what I really need? I need a job.

In other news, I learned a while back that someone like likes me. You know, not just one like, but two likes? The first one being over exaggerated to prove a point? Yeah. And guess what? It’s my best friend’s brother.

Oh, the cliché horror of it all.

This would be my friend Kavi—she’s half faerie. Her brother, whom shall go unnamed because he has a girly name and because I feel like it, has no redeeming qualities whatsoever, except that he’s into some of the same things I’m into and we can both argue on for hours and hours about these said things. Like what’s considered canon and what’s not.

But the guy got Kavi to send this information over the link connection instead of just telling me himself. So I told Kavi the truth, which I imagine she passed on to unnamed brother. Well, it was almost the truth. I said that we were just friends and that’s it. The truth is more along the lines of “I don’t even like you that much,” but that wouldn’t be very nice to say, now would it?

The only good thing that’s happened is that our family has adopted a new familiar. Or rather, he adopted us. His name is Tulio (named after a wandering bard from a story my mother read once) and he’s just taking to the house. He’ll get used to the other familiars (we have like… 9 of them, not including the fish that aren’t really familiars anyway) in due time. He’s very friendly, but kind of feisty if you pet him the wrong way.

…I’ve got to go now, dishes duty calls.