| oo3. 13 April 3000. |
[Apr. 13th, 2008♥11:54 am] |
The old lady who lived by me who's little helper I became? Well, she's dead. I didn't even see it coming. Apparently she had some heart problems, and just died. She was dead two days before I found her. I should have checked on her sooner, but I just figured that she was busy or something, and I only went over there to see why her dog had been barking even more than usual. And what's even worse, I think, is that when the authorities called her family members, they just said "Oh, cremate her or something, we don't care." Well, they didn't say it quite like that, but still. What sort of family does that? Just let her die alone, and then not care what's done with her? Bloody bastards.
I wish I'd been nicer to her, myself. Just add that to my list of regrets. It's getting quite long, you know.
On another note, how do you get a dog to stop barking? And stop eating my things? And to use the doggie-litter-box when I can't take him outside? |
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| oo2. 27 March 3000. |
[Mar. 27th, 2008♥03:46 pm] |
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A lady in the flat near me seems to think I'm her personal helper now. I helped her carry in her groceries just once, and helped her put them in her pantry, and now she tells me when I can expect her back from the store to help her. She's a rather pleasant lady, much nicer than many neighbours I've had. It's just rather difficult to lift a bag of dog food that's about half my weight. And she owns such a small dog! A Pomeranian, or something close to it, I think. Annoying little dog. never shuts up. At least these walls are thick, else I'd never get any sleep. |
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| oo1. 18 March 3000. |
[Mar. 18th, 2008♥05:49 pm] |
I haven't had much of a chance to write in this, nor the wish to, really. I've looked through it though, looks like these things are popular. Lots of people, lots of talk... I guess I don't really have much to say. My name is Petunia Dursley, and I died at the age of 78.
Err, so how is everyone doing today? |
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