Dictated;

[nottallerordead]

[ Okay, today is the day that Linda tries to make herself use the weird magic journal that is probably something evil and horrible that sucks her soul out at night. Let's do this thing. Just open the book, and think about people, and... ]

How do you guys get used to talking into a book? I feel crazed.

[ There's a long pause. Yeah this is weird. ]

Man, I miss phones. Regular old corded phones. Or the funny ones, like that one shaped like a hamburger. I always wanted one of those.

[ And another long pause. How do I journal. ]

Right. This has officially gone past insane and into awkward.

Comments

[elfiehopkins]

[Well, Elfie's going to look utterly shocked at that.]

No? Damn girl, you're missing out, I'm telling you.

[nottallerordead]

Yeah, I think I've had enough self-destructive pleasure-seeking for one life.

[elfiehopkins]

Oh? Care to elaborate? Or like most people around here...scratch that like most people in general do you like to keep your own information to yourself.

[Because Elfie finds that incredibly frustrating.]

[nottallerordead]

Yeah, I'd kind of like to leave my sordid history where it is, thanks.

[elfiehopkins]

Yeah? Well, I'd kind of like the same so I can't really blame you for that.

[nottallerordead]

Here's to the future. [ It's a sort of ironic toast. She's not been in a great mood lately. ]