Hey Sophia,
I'm such an idiot.
Oh my god, I'm such an idiot.
You know that pot I bought from Gupta? The one that broke?
Well, I forgot to clean it up, which is bad enough without the knowledge that NATHANIEL CUT HIS FOOT. First the lamp, now this. Poor Nathaniel.
I took him to the vet, leaving Charlotte in charge. She's a good cat. And while I was in the waiting room I kind of wanted to scream because I really didn't want Nathaniel to be seriously hurt. He's too cool.
I calmed myself down by thinking philosophically. This was a metaphor for life, wasn't it? A metaphor for how impossible it is to avoid pain. No matter how many chrysanthe-whatevers you throw out, a cat's foot will always get cut.
I have to write that down.
Oh wait, I just did.
Eventually Nathaniel came back with a bandage on his foot and a look on his face that broke my heart. Poor baby. He's been so brave. He gets an extra treat tonight.
Greece
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Greece's Diary
FanfictionTheSeerOfDoom's Romano's Diary is so fucking good that I wanted to write a thing. So yeah. This. Will definitely contain GiriPan. Will definitely contain philosophical ramblings. Will probably also contain TurkEgy.
