Guitar

"dear diary,

now that little serval has outlined my life, inlcuding my eating habits etc, excluding the scandalous parts etc, if there ever were any, i'll make an amendment or two.

firstly, i don't slaughter cows much. there were allegations that i once reaped chickens while driving, but that was never (despite serval claiming the opposite) brought to court, so i have the right to be concidered not guilty. apart from that, i haven't killed much. secondly, i have eaten peanut butter, but had no big problems with the peanut butter jar specifically.

now that there is this long school holiday, i don't have to work. instead, i have joined a band. i said i can sing and play the guitar, but the guys soon found out i can't do the latter. (i had been hoping to get away with it, but these guys aren't as stupid as the kiddies in school, who still, even after me playing for them, think i'm good.) but they like me singing, so i'm in. we've been rehearsing, and it's been great fun. they made me promise never to do the sheep dance, though, should we ever perform in public. they said it's disgusting.

we haven't been playing today, as it's midsummer eve, and thus a holiday. that makes it a double holiday for me. i've stayed inside all day, not to hear the sheep lamenting from not being milked all day. no one tends to them today, because of the holiday. everyone is drinking a lot out there right now, but milk is not in top 10.

and rest assured, little incarnation, that i won't run away. i keep watching you.

mia"