| Alex Marshall -> Jonathan of Conté |
[Tue 25 Sep @ 4:56pm] |
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( prince jonathan )
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| Sunday October 23rd; 11am EST (NYC) |
[Sun 23 Oct @ 9:13am] |
Private.These dreams are getting really fucking irritating.
Last night I dreamed about the moment when Allena Alanna told me Jonathan she couldn't/wouldn't marry him. It was.. bloody awful, to be honest. You would think I would be over it after so long, but every time I dream it, it hurts all over again. If I must dream about her, why can't it always be the shagging? At least those are pleasant dreams, even if it does require a great deal of self control not to reenact them in the real world when I see her at the gallery. /Private
I'm glad for a day off. I don't particularly feel like doing anything productive with my day.
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| Tuesday September 7; 8pm EST |
[Tue 7 Sep @ 8:47pm] |
I have to admit that I am grateful to see the summer come to an end. The season brings an abundance of.. those who do not seem to have a proper respect for things. The various counters in my gallery are not a rubbish bin. The actual rubbish bins are clearly labeled. Gum does not belong underneath counters or on the walls. I am hopeful that the end of the summer will restore some order to the place, preferably before I am arrested for murder. Manslaughter, at the least.
{Private to Jillian Hunt}I apologise for the late notice, but would you be free on Friday evening? {/Private to Jillian Hunt}
{Private to Allena}It seems as though all we do is work lately. Are you free Saturday afternoon? I thought we could plan to have some actual fun. {/Private to Allena}
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| Friday May 14 | 3pm EST (NYC) |
[Fri 14 May @ 3:13am] |
My father is coming for a visit.
I would be looking forward to his arrival if I believed he were coming for any purpose other than to check up on my work with the gallery. He does not trust me to run it as he would. Allena, he will want you to join us for dinner at least once while he is in town. I apologize in advance for the questions he will ask about why we are not together I am really not looking forward to this
[Private]He has begun to drop hints about how I am getting too old to not be settled down. I am, of course, meant to marry and provide an heir. If I do not find a mate on my own soon, he has threatened to arrange one for me.
Arranged marriages. Has no one told him we are not living in the dark ages. [/Private]
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| Saturday March 27; 10:34am EST |
[Sat 27 Mar @ 10:34am] |
Yesterday was my twenty-second birthday. This means, of course, that I was kidnapped by a fit blonde who wanted to make sure I had a good time. Sadly, it wasn't that kind of fun this year. It was weird not to be at the gallery and I must have phoned several times to check on things, but overall we had a good time.
[Private]
The dreams have stopped. Thank bloody fuck. As much as I miss making love to Allena, doing so in my dreams as though we were together, we were Alanna and Jonathan, and then waking to find it all a dream and remember that she does those things with someone else now was torture. It's probably sad that I somehow prefer dreaming old battle scenes or even about Roger to those sex dreams.
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[Private to Rupert]
I think tonight is a good night to go out and get pissed. I could use a distraction from her. What do you say?
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