DOARS- Day 10 -Death On A Stick... machine

Dear Diary,

Today really wasn't anything special, and yet it was good. Isn't that great? I just know that you love reading about my boring life. every day. So without further ado, I'll tell you about my 10th day in SV (which started promptly at 4:58 am, yay! NO BIRDS!).

First, let me start my saying that the gnomes got the idea and gave me a mirror. It's not very nice, but I suppose it's better than nothing. I mean, it is kinda nice to be able to see what I'm doing when I'm brushing my teeth.

I dug right into yesterday's pancakes, which were a little rubbery, but they were food, and I didn't have to cook them today.

I cleaned everything in the house and dumped a bunch of garbage, which was oddly satisfying. I feel much better about my house now. Hopefully the gnomes will appreciate it, too.

With all that extra time from waking up early I had time to use the other thing the gnomes got for me. That's right, the death trap. I just can't seem to get the hang of it! Stupid pesky gnomes! I would rather have not had anything than this thing! Ok, fine, you're right, that's not entirely true, I'm happy to have some exercise equipment of my own, even if it's not my preferred way to work out. (Though I do seem to be using it a lot, don't I?)

I take a super quick shower and run off to work, actually I was in such a rush that I didn't even have time to rant about the shower being ice cold. At least the gnomes got part of my demands right, even if they didn't fix my shower.

The stadium was unusually empty when I got there, which also meant there were no signs of toddlers. It stayed like that until they all showed up at once. Grr! Oh well, they seem to be getting used to me (sort of), but none of them have started providing me with gossip, so I really don't see any benefits to this specific job. Though, it isn't as bad as I was expecting and I do take back what I said about them being carnivorous monsters, they really aren't monsters, just miniature trouble makers.

Cyclon3 invited me to his party! Which started at 5, while I was still working. Against my better judgement I went after work, and he seemed happy to see me there. It was sweet that he invited me, IMO. Leighton had hosted several parties since I moved here, and although he and I have been friends for longer than Cyclon3 and I, and he's never invited me to any parties. Though, now that I mention it I'm not sure why I'm comparing them, I guess it just seemed logical thing to do, right?

Okay, okay, I'll stop  playing dumb, I'm actually pretty intelligent, you know. Cyclon3 is single, I am single, we get along pretty well, etc, etc. Well, for you're information I know that I could pursue him if I wanted, I just don't want to. Really. There's nothing between us. I found him initially attractive, but since I think he's most likely a loser, although a sweet loser, still a loser. When I'm famous and rich, will I really want to be married to a loser? No, not really. That is why I'm not thinking about Cyclon3 like that. Understand? Well, I don't really care what you say, because I get it and since I'm the one making the decisions, that's all that matters. So there.


Anyways, Cyclon3 said that since I looked super tired I could crash at his place, so I am.

Goodnight, diary.

Sleepy and boring,

Lynn Winslow