Carnaval de la Lumière

You know those lyrics ‘You don’t know what you’ve got ‘til it’s gone’? I think I’m starting to really get it. Yes, I’m homesick. It’s only been about a month and I’m already homesick. There are obvious things I miss like people, but also minor little comforts that this time just doesn’t seem to have. Giant gas station smoothies, ice cream... There’s a theme of edibility for a lot of the little things I miss. Not that the food here is bad or anything like that. It’s just not caramel swirl from the local frozen custard place. It’s not home. This time of year back where and when I belong I’d be moved into my dorm and I’d probably be homesick there, too. I guess it’s inescapable.

What do you all miss?

♥Amy P.

And here I was worried that this endeavor might end up being boring. It appears, perhaps, I was wrong (though it pains me to admit). How delightful.

Has anyone seen Hal? The other English cook. The other cook who happens to be English. Also, would anyone who has finished setting up their tent, and has the time to be reading this, like to help me out with dinner? I'd really appreciate it.

I am looking for some dirty love.
Someone told me I should look for a Red Pig.
I don't think that is what I was talking about.

Have you ever stopped to wonder why they know everything about all of us and yet we know absolutely nothing about them?

- WT & GA

I'll be baking some pecan pies. I'm sorry I haven't been able to make more. But I'll make sure there's a piece with your name on it.

-Ned

I know we're meant to use these more for emergencies, but does anyone know how to milk a cow? Or how to tell if one is pregnant?

Great. There are people with pitch forks and torches here too. Does this happen often?

Well, there's nothing like an angry mob to make a girl feel special.

What kinda person just up and quits making all them apple pies? That ain't proper. I Folk are expecting 'em

I don't know what to do with this thing. I'm told to write, but I don't know what to write. I don't even know what to think. It is all so confusing. this is the united states, but then it isn't. Its not my united states. There is not death city in the nevada dessert. There is no Lord Death. No Meister or Weapons. No Kishin Asura. I don't know how to deal with this and the strange people and the fact that I am suppose to share a tent with strange people that I do not know and they kind of scare me. That and they gave me trousers to wear, and I don't exactly like trousers all the time. dresses are much more comfortable, but trousers are nice every so often, but when i asked for a dress that looked so mean and I just don't think they want me to have a dress now. I guess it just doesn't really matter then, except I do not like this and i just really want to go back, but they say I can't, so I am not really happy, but then I do not really know what happy is too much, so that is alright. I guess? At least Ragnarok is talking now, though all he is doing is complaining and making threats and poking at me, but that is ok because he is talking now and that is all that i really wanted, so if I have to stay here for a while I guess it is kind of alright, because Ragnarok is talking again. And he makes the scary people seem not so scary anymore.

Oh, my name is Crona.