"I've Got Nothing to Do To-day But Smile... And Here I Am..."

Soujin's family is coping in a funny little Soujin's family manner. We planted flowers and things all day. Da' went for his newspaper just like always. Waen stayed home from soccer, Mum didn't go to work, and I didn't do my volunteer work at the library. We all stayed home and did Soujin's family-ish things.

We have to clean the whole house, too, because now we won't be holding Easter at Grandma's, we're holding it here. Evil relatives. So I cleaned all the kitchen to-night, and I did the den on Monday so that's all right still.

Uncle John is absolutely mad. He says my poetry is "better than most of what [he's] reading right now". In which case, I say he needs to find someone else to read, because if my poetry is better than most of what he's reading--yeah. So he's coming down to attack me with his interpretations and the hidden meanings I didn't even know I'd put into my poetry in the first place. Fun.

Sunday is Easter. It's coming too slowly.

And to-day was Good Friday. Good Friday is a bastardisation of "God's Friday".

And I'm roleplaying 'Ferre in an RPG with 'Ferre/Bahorel slash, which is a little weird, but what the hell.