[ Filtered Private ]Hungry already. Not surprising Grantaire wasn't very sustaining, but I couldn't visit again, not so soon. And James Bond! Took all my willpower to dash off before a goodnight kiss succeeded where so many villains have failed. But just because Hell's not watching - no,
especially because Hell's not watching - doesn't mean I should drop caution to the wind and have a Renaissance of Crazy-Evil Georgie, 2.0.
Not that I would, anyw I don't owe anyone anything, do I? I can do exactly as I please. And that's so strange after nearly two-thousand years of doing anything
but that. No more damning virgins in their parents' basement! No more putting on ridiculous horns and wings!
I can wear flats now!Still, some things don't change. Better figure out where to start. I couldn't eat my neighbors before they ask for a cup of sugar.
[ /Filter ]Hello! I was wondering if someone who's lived here longer than I have could advise me on which neighborhoods to avoid? I know Seattle like the back of my hand, but I'm still getting used to life in the Big Apple. I don't have any kind of super-strength or anything; I couldn't fend off a mugger unless using scouring witticisms. Can someone tell me which areas aren't safe for a lady on her own, please? Thanks so much.