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Things do not change so easily; the muggle world is still filled to its peak with filth.

I have to get my GED before I can enroll in college.

Fuck.

New city, new people to help.

It seems like there's a lot more people who need the help here. I guess I'll just have to work harder. That's all it takes really. Hard work...and determination. And optimism. You need a lot of that. I mean, you just have to see the good in people, and want to make a difference.

Still...I kind of wish I knew how I got here. Usually you remember moving somwhere new.

Once upon a time, there were these... kids. These kids named Billy and Amanda.

Now, y'see, Billy and Amanda were hungry. Nobody fed 'em, nobody paid 'em any attention- and it was all very, very tear-jerking. So, one day, this... magical clown came to town to turn Billy and Amanda's frowns into buckets of little smiles and happy rainbows. The magical clown invited 'em to play a game.

This clown- he really liked to play these games, and Billy and Amanda loved the idea SO much, they decided that they'd give in and follow the magical clown and play the game he'd made especially for them. Because these kids? They were special little angels. The kind that needed their cream cheese served on clouds and their halos polished by sparkling cherubs.

But Billy and Amanda didn't realize that the magical clown had led them into rush hour!

That was the end of little curly-topped Billy and pigtailed Amanda. Oh, but there's a moral, kiddies, a good moral with magical twists and turns. And whoever can figure it out'll get a special prize.

One that doesn't involve headlights and blood so thick ya can't wash it out of your suit. And you can trust me- I'm a man of my word.

I think I'm going to apply to go to college in the fall. Psychology seems really interesting.

And until then I'm never leaving my room again.

Stars and stones...as if my life of late couldn't get any weirder.

I need pants.

Well, it's not Star's Hollow, but I think I'm starting to adjust to being here in New York City. I finally found a place to open a diner here in the city. Luke's Diner II. The grand opening is this Saturday.

Does anyone want to go see a movie? There's a lot of good ones out, but I always feel like an idiot when I go alone.

( Private. )

ANGEL. Angel, when the room stops spinning, I swear to God, I'm gonna kill you. And then we're gonna have a talk about not letting your girlfriend stock the liquor. That shit tasted like sugary ass.


.... What the fuck.

So... no Gotham, Metropolis, Keystone, Central, Key, or Fawcett cities...

Which alternate universe did I end up in this time?

I need a guitar.

Or something to chill me the hell out.

So, God really does say 'no' to drugs.

Who wants to play some soccer?

Great.

Nice new influx of crazy. And trust me, I've seen crazy.

At least I know how to defend myself.

So, what the fuck do you kids do around here for "fun", anyway?

Complain for sport? See who can bitch the loudest?

If I wanted that shit, I could've just stayed home and watched fucking Oprah.

Anyone headed to the Midwest sometime soon? Anywhere west of here would be great.

What an interesting little conglomeration this place has...and yet I have still managed to become bored.

This is the strangest place sometimes. So many people show up from other worlds and times, and no one from mine has come.