Batman came to school today.And I just had to start talking to Oz about how funny that was.
Fictional. Fictional. Goddamn it. Somewhere, some lucky sonofabitch actor
who looks exactly like me is acting out the next fucked up thing that happens to me. Being all complex
and oh, god, I hate him. I hate whoever writes my life. I hate whoever came up with the idea of my life.
I'm not going to think about it.
I really need to hit someone. Who can I get into a fight with right now
?Why is Oz okay with this?
Oh, the hell with it. I'm going to go to Ravenclaw and get a drink. Except, no, I might run into River and I don't want her picking up on this
I'm not going to think about it. I'm going to concentrate on getting my laptop to work again, and maybe Oz and I can figure out where we're from. That'll be kind of interesting. I can deal with this.
I never have to go back to Neptune again.