dearest diary,
i am rather fed up with grown-ups. except perhaps miss ceejay and miss mara, whom are always lovely, i think from now on, i shall have nothing to do with any grown-ups, for they vex me terribly.
miss star has evicted my mother phaedra from the bakery, and now mother is terribly grumpy and hasn’t said a word to me in ages… i rather do not know what is the matter with miss star, since her awful accident… tho’ she told me when i visited that she dobbed pip into the priests, as some sort of a game!… and when i asked her if pip had done something to annoy her rather, she said quite sternly, “i don’t want to talk about it.”
and when i told my stepfather, underby, of all this, he said he would handle everything!.. quite as a grown-up should, i think!… and yet all he does is serve rather a lot of bloody marys at the bar, or play with his cards and smoke his pipe… and i don’t like his new doorman either, for he smells.
i reconciled with mother and underby so that i might spy on them at first… for the babbage occult research committee, rather… and then, for a while, i grew to be very fond of them instead, and i hoped i may cure them of their wrath, simply by being about them and showing their good, caring side to themselves… well… so much for that.
i do hope we the urchins may try to rescue my fath- pip… for i feel pip is not quite so much to blame for everything, being at the mercy of his binding to stepfather, and his vexatious nature… and then i shall stow away to steelhead, to miss mara’s farm, where i shall have nothing very much to do with anyone, except zaida and gilhooly and all the other urchins, for life may be rather better that way.
so there,
lo
((out of world for a little while… do take care everyone))
((o… this prob’ly looks a bit like a tanty!… :D
this is only ic!… i still reckon phaedra, stargirl and underby are awesome.
my computer is doing stupid things atm and i am really really busy irl anyway
so.. yeah… hugs to everyone and i’ll see you soon! :) ))
well….that explains the short stature
no worries Lo, we’ll save ol’ Pip, ‘e’s almost an urchin anyways… I’ll figure a way
(struts away humming “Bonny Brave Gilhooly” to himself)
((big hugs, hope to see you soon once you can come back!))
We gonna get Mr. Pip back! Don’t you worry! We gots to sweet talk Miz Mara into tryin’ to buy him from your step-daddy again, though, or he’ll end up comin’ to a bad end later one….
((if anyone may like to hear of what i got up to whilst i was in steelhead, you may read of it here ))
:)
((Sounds like half of New Babbage is going absent lately!))