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Well, at least things are back to normal around here, I guess.

For the most part.

And for the record, that was the worst 2 1/2 hours of my life.

( George & Mitchell )

God, a girl leaves for a few weeks and everything goes to pieces...

does anybody have any idea what's going on, yet? because this is getting a little too eerie -- even for me.

WHEN THE HELL DID SOME HALFWIT BITCH STEAL MY WORDS! WHO EVEN IS THIS THIS...I'M GOING TO GO RIP HER THROAT OUT!

I have no bloody idea what the Twilight books are about. Something about a vampire that sparkles and teenage girls are going a bit gaga for it. Now people are returning the book because it was a disappointment. One girl started crying half way through the transaction and got so hysterical that I had to go to get her a glass of water to calm her down.

I don't understand what it is about these books that makes people go nuts about them. One girl even got slapped because she wore a t-shirt with a name on it. I think it was a spoiler but I was working the till and didn't hear about it until afterwards.

I never thought working in retail would be so interesting. I really need to get qualified to do something else or I'll curse the next person that asks if we have Shakespeare in English.

I'm not coming out for a month.

Shut up, Mitchell.

The whole building has a web blog...cute. I need to start unpacking boxes I guess. I have always detested moving. I also need to get in contact with Mr. Morningstar about my position at the academy. I need a room placement among other things. There was mention of abnormal circumstances on some of my would be students and I really want to know just what that in tells.

I'm trying to decide whether or not I really want to go to this whole "Breaking Dawn" party thing over at, um, I think it's Barnes & Noble? The book is supposed to be everything that happens to me. Everything that should have happened, anyway.

Do I really want to risk that? I mean, what if it's... bad? I mean, obviously the writer's got a few things... off, but I mean- the actual storyline? What if nothing good comes out of it?

Hope no one missed me too much.

Check out my new car.

( Bella )

I seriously don't think I can just sit around here without a job. It hurts too much to just think. So, if anybody has anything in particular out there- I'm willing to see what I can do.

( Private )

I really wish this book series wasn't so ridiculously accurate. It isn't remotely fair, and at the same time, I think it's the only thing I have that's familiar here. Call me officially pathetic- but I could really care less about now. Not when he isn't around.

Mitchell, George- I made lasagna. Hopefully it's alright, it was a little tough, considering you guys are lacking in the spice department. So, if either of you remind me, I can go shopping tomorrow.

Ugh. What's going on? Why am I surrounded by breathers?

( Lauren )

It's oddly quiet without Annie. And we don't run out of tea as often.

Most of her things disappeared when she did. That said, George, I really hope that's her copy of Twilight, and she just left it here. You should know better by now. I don't sparkle.

This can't be- no, this is not happening- not now. Not after that. This is impossible. I'm dreaming, this is just another nightmare. Pretty soon, I'll wake up, and he'll be there, again, just like always.

Any second now...

.....

This is...oh no. What did I do now?

I feel that it is my duty as her employer to inform the family of Rita Sinclair that she has been taken to Brooklyn Hospital Centre for emergency care.

Her situation is critical for the moment, but the very best physicians are attending to her and I have confidence that she will be fine.

Edward?

Where do we hunt in New  York? I don't think there are a lot of irritable grizzlies or mountain lions in Central Park.

I'm so hungry...

Now, I wonder..

Just how many'a you folks would really care if one of these disgusting little sheep left the flock? You're all so caught up in your own borin' little lives to notice. For all you know, one could be bleedin' all over the ground somewhere in Central Park right now.

And yet, who's keepin' track?

Edward, I miss you. We live in the same apartment, but I feel like I never see you. We should go do something.


Have you heard from your family at all? I have to admit, I kind of miss Alice.

[Edward]

Have you seen? You've got your very own look-a-like.