I threw the notebook away yesterday, following by throwing the food recycling onto it. I saw the gravy stains run down the pages. So, this morning, I felt something uncomfortable under my pillow.
My readership of one should have worked out what it is was by now; the god-damned notebook. Without a single stain on it. Or maybe it's a new one; it looks like someone's either torn out the scribblings, or this is just a new one. I hope it's the Notebook Fairy, or I've been a victim of Breaking And Redecorating. And that's terrible.
Actually, I tell a lie. One of the pages does have something on it. More loony letters. I can't use my laptop camera at the moment (for reasons shown below), but I'll get one by Monday; I'm going to the Job Centre tomorrow, and don't intend to spend any time dealing with the letters.
Anyway; I'm gonna cut this short, as I can feel my stomach rumbling, so I'm assuming that the Chinese I had last night disagreed with me. So I'm gonna be spending the next hour or so on the toilet. But before I do that: can anyone tell me what the letters say? Sure, there might be some kind of code, but I don't know it! So, could someone just, please tell me? Post a comment, send an e-mail. Anything.
On another note; the water coming out of the tap's dirty. Bloody plumbing.
-The Lexiconical-
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