Eclipse

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Things have been rough when I've bothered to go into the office lately. I thought working part time would keep me just busy enough to resist going insane at home all the time when Raenaf leaves for college. However, it looks like things are about to get incredibly serious around here. I'm being moved to a slightly new position--a slightly different position--and I think it's going to keep me a little more busy than I would otherwise like.

Still, what choice do I have? It's important to keep the streets safe, and to make sure that kids are staying out of trouble.

Cross, it looks like I'll be home late tonight. If you get him wound up on coffee and sugar, I'll kill you when I get home.


(ooc: Strike hackable. This post will soon be explained by me bothering to put up his application. However, I'm too busy in chat to do it right now. ♥)

All posts before this one are from before hiatus. RY!Canon may or may not apply.

( Private. Hackable if you feel the need )

Finally, a break in the flu. This strain of it seems to be rather nasty and uncaring. I was in bed for far too long. I still feel a little weak from it but being able to eat again--and to get up and move around a little--is certainly a much better feeling than it was before I became sick. I suppose I'm more appreciative of food now, though I find I dislike being able to get out of bed and clean. I am sorely tempted to have a "relapse" to enjoy the quiet for another day or too. I can't push myself too hard though. I don't want the fever to return.


(ooc: Strikeout is hackable.)

I'm still sick. I've had pretty much nothing to do but lie about in bed all day. At first I was still able to get up and clean while the others were away but now I can hardly focus. I did get myself to the doctor, however.

It seems I've got the flu. He's put me on medication to help with the various side effects, but the end result was that I sleep all day and then wake up feeling... odd early in the morning. I assume it's because I've slept so much.

Now I'm not sleeping well at all, and playing games online is proving to be a better distraction than anything else for now.


[Private]
I suppose this is the first time in a long time I've wished for some comforting music to fill the silence of an empty house.
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I'm sick again. To think that I'd been picking on Cross for catching two colds in a row.

At least he didn't have the flu.

I'm going to finish the dishes and then spend the day curled up in bed. I'm sure it will feel heavenly.

My boyfriend seems to be having a mid-life crisis. I'm entirely sure what to do about it. Do these sort of things work themselves out eventually, or am I forever doomed to complaining about how he's so old and going to get wrinkles?

I don't think he's old, but I don't think he's going to listen to me about it either.

How frustrating.

Tonight was beyond exhausting. I intend to fall into bed and not wake up until late tomorrow. Cross and Raenaf kidnapped me and forced me into a slutty witch's costume. It was rather humiliating. Then they insisted on dragging me out "Trick-or-Treating," and Cross persisted in making horrific jokes and puns that tempted me to boot him onto the couch for the rest of the year.

We're home now, and I'm worried about Raenaf getting a sugar high and being unable to sleep.

At least he's old enough to be awake alone at night.

I'm going to bed now. Cross can make sure his candy isn't filled with razors or drugs or whatever it is predators are doing to kids these days.


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I must admit though, Cross did look incredibly... fetching in his costume and Raenaf was adorable as a fairy. At times, his enthusiasm made it difficult to hide a smile. His costume was well-received by the homes we visited.

I've been scarce the last couple weeks because I somehow managed to catch the latest of Cross's colds. Somehow, it seemed worse for me than it seemed to be for him. I can't remember the last time I had one. I couldn't breathe or anything this time, and all I did was lay in bed and cough.

Thankfully that's over now.

[Private. Hack this.]
My birthday is on Monday. Another year gone, another year closer to death. How exciting.

I have yet to have anybody ask me what I want for my birthday. I suspect my answer would just be a shrug anyway. I don't want material things--my one request will be to have a day off where I don't have to lift a finger, can go where I please without worrying about anything or anybody, and when I come home, the entire place is sparkling clean.

Perhaps that's a bit unrealistic. Cross would say I was acting like a housewife. Perhaps I am. It would be nice if he'd help out a little though.

Ugh. I sound like one of those sitcom housewives. Disgusting. I suppose I'll spend the whole of my 29th birthday cleaning and scrubbing and cooking again. At least it's a good reason to have cake. I wonder what kind I should bake. Chocolate seems like it would be a bit too much of an indulgence, but it sounds heavenly. Well, at least I have five days to figure it out.

Five days may not be enough. There are too many choices.

It's late. I should be trying to sleep, but despite how tired I am, I just can't seem to fall asleep. It's rather annoying, considering I need to be up in five and a half hours.


(ooc: Argh, there's a cat in my way.)

[P-Hackable, of course, but not to Cross or anybody who will tell him.]
I made a secret. I wonder if they'll post it today. I've been considering asking Cross to move in, though I feel I should speak with Lord Raenaf about it first as it is his home. Cross has spent most of his time with us though, and I don't think I could easily fall asleep without him now, as much as it pains me to admit it. He has been a lifesaver these past couple weeks, with everything being so stressful.

It would be entirely too easy to fall in love with him.
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forever_eclipse is nervous.

Shakey, shakey. Parkinson's patients keep inviting you to join their community and you don't know why. I'll tell you why: you're too damn high strung for your own good. Chill out, yo.

wanna know your lj's moodring color? enter your user name and hit the button. (discussion thread)

I was curious on this one, but I didn't like the answer.


Edit: [Private, Hackable]
So. It's been posted. I wonder if he'll know it's me, or how he'd take it if he knew. Still, I'm going to go outside for awhile. There's a cool breeze tonight, and a light sprinkle, but I think it'll feel calming. I suspect I'm worrying about this more than I should.
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I really don't know how to deal with that sort of revelation. I suppose it's normal for somebody Raenaf's age, but it was still incredibly unexpected. I'm going to go pull weeds for awhile, because maybe some fresh air will help clear my mind. I hope so. I don't think there's any good way to react to hearing something like that out of the mouth of the child I helped to raise and care for.

[Private, easily hackable.]

I think I'm worse at this than I previously thought.

I don't know how to relent, or even if I should.

Edit: If I find him out on a street corner, so help me, he's never leaving the house again.

This weekend has been a terrible one. On Saturday I decided to let Raenaf go out with a friend for the day, as he needed to get away from the TV awhile. I was assured that they were just going to the mall for a simple shopping trip. Needless to say, I gave her a time to have him home by and put it out of my mind for the rest of day, intending to enjoy the peace and quiet afforded by getting rid of a rambunctious teenager for the afternoon. I thought everything would be fine.

Now I am considering turning this friend of his into the police. The only reason I have not is because I doubt a pregnant woman would do that well in prison, but so help me I'm tempted nonetheless.

Instead of going shopping, she took him to a protest where a large group of people where against the ban. It's not that I mind him taking an interest in peaceful politics. Considering his station, I'm sure that's very good for him. My problem lies with the fact that this "peaceful protest" didn't remain that way. He was arrested and now, no matter what I or Cross try, we can't get him out of jail. I don't think there are any words that can clearly express the level of anger I feel right now toward her. If she called afterward and explained and apologized, perhaps I'd be a little calmer now. She didn't though, and it's been four days since he was put in jail. Four days of him probably making friends with all sorts of unsavory types. Four days of who knows what going on in that cell.

Four days I've been worried out of my mind and unable to sleep more than an hour at a time or eat more than a little.

Whenever it is that I finally get Raenaf back, I refuse to allow this "friend" near him. She may say she cares for him, but that's clearly not true. What sort of responsible adult would put a child into such a dangerous, illegal situation. She has set a terrible example for Raenaf, and will not be allowed near him again, no matter how much either may protest. If I have to hire additional bodyguards to watch him when I cannot, I will. He is no longer to be in such poor and shameless company. I hope she sets a better example for her own unborn child than she has for those who are already living.


Strikeout hackable.

I suspect I'm the only person in the world who's not watching the Olympics. I have other things on my mind and schedule.

I heard that a club caught fire the other night. I wonder if this is the government's response to the tower that was set aflame a couple weeks ago. If so, it's a rather childish way to go about this. Still, it doesn't really seem completely related to them. I've heard through an old friend that the man police are holding is one of the city council's members acting independently.

Of course, they're probably going to let the man go. That's how these things work, isn't it?

He shouldn't be allowed to go. After all, his attack was the one that killed innocent people... a teenager like Raenaf...

I don't like this.

[P-U/H]
Last night we came back from the beach. It was alright. I'm glad Raenaf made some new friends. Coming home to Cross was perhaps the best part of the trip. I was not expecting him to remove his mask, even in the bath. I feel... privileged, I suppose. I imagine it's not something many people have been permitted to see.
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(ooc: Because I don't want to make any more posts than I have to, let this be my announcement that I'm off of hiatus and tags will come asap. I still have errands and 88 comments to get through, so have patience, please.)

Well, it looks as though we're going to the beach on Wednesday. Hopefully it will be a relaxing trip.

Hopefully.

We'll be gone for a week, but I hope Raenaf will enjoy himself and stay out of trouble.

What an incredibly idiotic thing to do. I can only imagine the government will tighten their laws more over this.

I hope it doesn't take Cross away more. He's still sick.

[Private, Hackable]
He likes me.

I don't think I've ever felt like this before.
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[To Cross, private]
Cross, are you going to Hayasaka-san's wedding on Sunday, or would you like to stay home and rest? I have to go with Raenaf... but if you feel like coming... I'd like it if you did.
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