Sireta's Blog - Part 5

Sunday (Week 4)

That’s it, the toilet clogged up again. We have to get a new home.

I love Tris to death. It’s the little things he does for me, like buy me bubble bath when he went to the grocery store. So I just put the bottle right there on the tub.

While I’m waiting for Tris to get off the phone so he can get cleaned up, I’ve gone back to work on Elves of Dagon, a truly fantasy piece of writing as there are not nor ever have been elves on Dagon despite the unfounded sightings of ranting people. I’ve seen other races, but not here in Perseus, only at home in the central part of Tyr. But I’ve never seen an elf. Pointy eared people, indeed. People with really big ears, now that I’ve seen, but there are no points involved.

My grandmother, may she rest with the Spirits, died and left me a motherlode of 50,000. Tris and I decided to buy something a bit nicer than we were originally looking at. A two bedroom (which we’ll have to convert into a one bedroom because they’re just so damn small) one and a half bath Cape Cod just one street over from where we now live. I love my bike, as does Tris his, but we have plenty of money left to buy a car we can share on the days when we don’t want to ride the bikes.

Monday

So nice to wake up in a new house with a dishwasher and a big screen TV. Thank you Grandma Aren for remembering me.

I only work til noon nowadays. When I got home, I found Tris fishing in our beautiful pond behind our new home.

Between being stressed from working on my book, Elves in Dagon, a big crash from coffee buzz wearing off and exhaustion, I just was not interested in Tris’ attempts at being amorous.

Wednesday

I’m so dead tired I’m not getting anything done but sleeping. I’m not even awake when Tris comes home. I’ve seriously got to get a full night’s sleep. I wish I could say my lack of sleep was due to good lovin’ but all it’s due to is life and not enough hours in a day to do everything I need to do.

Thursday

Maybe a goodnight’s sleep is not a good thing for me. I’m suddenly having this crazy urge for a baby. Spirits, I’m not locking that into my wants, hopefully I’ll soon forget that craziness.

I met Tris in the park today after work. He was reading a book to improve his fishing and he bought me a book about gardening when he went to the bookstore today. He told me he didn’t get any pictures because they wouldn’t allow cameras inside. :D Guess I’m not the only one with that problem.

I’ve been wanting to start a garden. Tris is such a bookworm, though, he reads twice as fast as I do.

I picked up goodies for a picnic from Buy Mode – that place has everything. It was a lovely evening for it.

Friday

Tris and I both got raises today. We weren’t promoted, but raises are good. I also finished Elves of Dagon and will be receiving royalty checks on Sundays.

Saturday

I swear this is the only magique in Perseus:

We stand at the curb waiting for our car, which is parked in the carport to our right, to teleport out front onto the street.

Then, since I’m driving, I teleport into the driver’s seat first. You don’t see me in this shot because I’m teleporting.

Then Tris teleports over and off we go. Cool huh? Confusing’s what I call it.

I thought we could go to the beach until Tris has to go play; he’s in the Minor Leagues now. Since swimming’s not allowed, I tried interviewing a teenager named River, but she thought I was boring and when I pointed out her flaws, she called me rude.

But I did find out I could go to City Hall and change my name. I love the name Verur, so I changed it. I’m hoping Tris will want to do the same since it’s his family name, and he’s the last of the line. I then took a tour of City Hall, which I found fascinating, but again, I can’t take pictures. Hell, I can’t even show you where I went to have my name changed.

I thought of trying to interview another teenager named Miraj. Things seemed to be going better this time, then nope he didn’t want to be interviewed either. I’m just not good at this. I’m not good around people, period. Maybe I should try to go back to Ms. Crumplebottom.

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Friday, thank the Spirits, I’ve finally made it through another week. My second here in Perseus.

I’ve spent so little time with Tris. I decided to grab a quick salad then nap so I wouldn’t fall asleep before Tris got home.

I’m seriously getting tired of this toilet clogging up every time I turn around.

I had such a great time with Tris, we’re going steady. I guess that makes him my boyfriend. :D

Sunday (Week 3)

Tris has Sunday off, so I asked him to go with me to the Bistro. Such a beautiful night, we ate outside. When I finally got home, I was still feeling wide awake, so I read Street or Sidewalk a Cautionary Tale that my boss requested I read for work.

Monday

After a long stressful day, I decided to get a massage instead of going straight home. As I came out of the parlor (I would have shown you the inside, but you know, there are a lot of places in Perseus that won’t allow cameras. I find this very strange, but I guess it’s a private town) I met Mortimer Goth, and spoke with Gunther who was with him. Apparently Mortimer is his son.

Early Tuesday Morning

I finally talked Tris into a bit of woohoo, not that it was that terribly difficult to do. I’m definitely falling in love. This was a great move. I’ve found the man of my dreams in a town of ugly people.

Tuesday

Even being around a ton of people can’t completely wipe out my happy mood. I hope Tris didn’t mind waking up alone, but I just can’t afford to miss work. What a wonderful lover to go with being a great kisser. This day just keeps getting better, I’ve been promoted to Freelance Writer. I was going to tell Tris, but he had to go to work.

I need to do an interview, I think I’ll try to interview Gunther Goth. I’ll start with giving him a quick call.

Hum fun-filled and tiring, I went to Tris' house and once again we wound up in bed, apparently I’m not the only one who thinks this is wonderful.

Wednesday

Seriously, how are these for Free Lancer duds?

I couldn’t do it anymore, I had to hire a maid even though she costs almost half of my daily salary, but I can’t take it anymore, the filth is getting to me.

The dolt was not getting the hint, so damnit, I proposed to him.

Thankfully, he said yes – I didn’t want to wait another moment, so we were joined in a private ceremony. Tris moved in. Since I made the joining choice, the poor man gets my name. The laws of this world are very confusing.

Thursday

Isn’t he handsome? So muscular.

Oops – must be all that woohooing. (The pictures are courtesy of a friend of Tris' that was at the gym today while he was working out.)

Friday

What I wouldn’t give to have a vacation available! I only managed to get about half the sleep I need, got up too late to eat breakfast, so I grabbed a cup of Double Non-Fat Frothiccino with Carmel Swirl.

Tris is such a sweety. On his day off he finally did the grocery shopping I so badly needed done. He even picked me up a bottle of bubble bath. He’s so considerate. While he was there, he took a fishing lesson. He so wants to learn how to fish.

Hey, things aren’t so bad as I thought! I got promoted to Professional Blogger! Yeah, the change to journalism was perfect for me and I only work until 12:00 – more time to spend with Tris! Things just keep getting better and better.

Saturday

I rode my bike to the Goth home hoping to get an interview with Gunther. He wasn’t home, but I passed the graveyard on my way so I stopped and toured the mausoleum, sorry, no camera. Besides a lot of noise, screaming and organ music, I came out unchanged. But while at the graveyard, I found two blue topaz, one can be seen at my feet in the above picture. I sent one off to be emerald cut.

If you want to know what’s going on in Perseus, you have to read the paper.

Poor Tris, it really wasn’t fair of me to leave the broken sink, and just go to bed while he was at the community pool for a half an hour swim, but he’s so much better at fixing the plumbing messes.

We’re really going to have to see if we can find a new home. Something not too expensive, but better than this. We’re both off tomorrow, perhaps we can look around then.

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I’ve been in Perseus one week now, starting week two. Since I don’t work on Sundays, I decided to wander around town when I saw a sign that said I could take a painting class at the Community School for the Gifted. (Once again, no camera.:( Sorry, I really wish you could have seen this school – gifted indeed.)

After class, I walked around the square and ended up at this nice little bistro – Little Corsican Bistro and decided to eat outside since, like all days since I’ve arrived, it was beautiful. The only complaint I had about the meal was that there were too many people hanging around. I get very uncomfortable and stressed in crowds.

It was still early and I was feeling curious, so I started walking up the hill on the road out of town when I saw a name on the mailbox, Crumplebottom. There were Crumplebottoms in my hometown, so I stopped and rang the doorbell. Agnes Crumplebottom answered and invited me in.

We chatted for a while, but it started getting late, and I was getting itchy from her decorating tastes, so I called a cab and headed home. She seemed nice enough, even if she is disgustingly rich with crappy pattern choices.

Up early on Monday, as always since the carpool comes at the insane hour of seven in the morning, I put on my new Paper Girl uniform. I look pretty darn good, if I do say so myself.

I’m so excited about this new job. I sure hope I like this one and do well. If things don’t pick up soon, I’m going to have to write my parents for money.

I worked hard all day; I was beginning to wonder if 3:00 was ever going to arrive. The day was seriously harder than I expected – can you say stress overload? I’ve got to improve my writing skills, maybe even get an easel just so I can paint some of this stress away. I really enjoyed that class I took.

I can’t take the thought of cooking or going out. I’m not crazy about pizza, but it’s the only takeout available, so I ordered one. Really isn’t the hair the same color as the uniform a bit much?

I hate to be a pig, but I’m starving.

Tuesday

Leftover cold pizza for breakfast, yuck. In my opinion, that’s not the way to start the day. Like all leftovers, it tasted like the fridge. Not to mention, cold with congealed grease, but I have no other choice, I don’t have time for anything else.

Today wasn’t quite as bad as yesterday, so I came home, grabbed some juice and decided to practice painting. My stress disappeared in the solitude of the paints. I had the easel delivered from a place called Buy Mode.

Wednesday

I learned today that if I increase my writing skill, I’ll be able to get that promotion I want so bad. My parents sent money to buy a cheap desk and computer so I can work on my writing skills, I really should think about taking another class. Also, I need to work on my friendship with Tris if I want to keep him as a friend. Frankly, I really need one or it’s going to get lonely around here even for a loner. I tried to visit him last night, but he was out. I guess he must have changed jobs or gotten a promotion because I could have sworn he used to come home at 3:00 just like me.

Oh, Spirits, I was feeling lucky since I finally caught Tris at home. When I saw him, I just melted again. I thought since I hadn’t seen him for a while I was wrong about my feelings, but I’m such a hopeless romantic and he’s so flirty, I just know this is so much more than just friendship.

So I thought I’d tell him how I feel about him. Then we kissed. Wow, is he a great kisser! Wait, great doesn’t begin to describe him.

Waking on Thursday, I was still feeling on top of the world when I headed off to work. So much so, I improved my writing skills while still at work and earned a promotion to Automated Spell Checker Checker – I’m now making 44/hour.

I thought I’d have Tris over for dinner, but when I opened the fridge door, I was assaulted by the stench of something rotten. So, instead, I decided to toss the crap and invite Tris out. He asked me to call him back in about five hours because he was busy. Unfortunately, I forgot to look at the time, he was still at work.

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(Tuesday)
This is where I work, but they won’t let me use my camera inside, so I can’t show you what it’s like here.

So, this is the pick this town has to offer? Seriously, I’m going to be a single, hopeless romantic forever, and I’m going to stop looking out the door as I pass. *shudder*

Okay, my second day at work – I really tried to be friendly with my co-workers, but it put such a strain on me that by the time 3:00 came, I was beat, all I wanted to do was go home. I didn’t even talk to Bulf who picks me up everyday.

Off to the Maywood Glen for the chess tournament. For some reason all I can hear is the lyrics to some old song running through my head.

“I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride my bike.” *

Arriving in the park, I know I should have skipped it this time. I’m hungry, tired, and need a shower, but I really want to do this and I think I can beat this guy.

And another one bites the dust. Unfortunately a long day and hunger won out; I left the tournament without finishing.

I headed over to Hogan’s Deep-Fried Diner for a bite to eat. Seems to be a nice, family style restaurant. Cameras aren't allowed in here either, or I'd show you the place. :(

(Wednesday)
Oooh, I need someone to take care of sometimes. What better than a goldfish? I named him Bobbi; or her.

(Thursday)
If there’s one thing everyone does in a small is gossip about the important families. My co-worker, Jamie Jolina, actually grabbed me from the lab to see Gunther and Cornelia Goth. The Goths are one of the richest families in Perseus.

Later that morning, passing by the front door, I mistakenly looked out again. This time I was with Jamie so I asked her what the hell the attraction was of standing outside the hospital reading the paper. She wasn’t sure.

As my ride turned to head back to my home, I was once again stressed and overworked. This job is no longer fun. Maybe there’s something available in the science field. Perhaps if I ride over to Landgraab Industries Science Facility on my next day of, see if anything’s available.

Tris Verur moved in across the street. Finally someone not too insanely ugly, but he still leaves a lot to be desired. At least he seams to have a brain, even if he does favor black. He says he’s in the athletic field, I can sure believe that. The man has muscles.

WTF, I was just getting ready for bed when I looked out my window and saw this toddler sitting outside Tris’ house. Then even worse, I saw what I presume was his father inside with Tris. What kind of man leaves his child outside when he visits at 11:48 p.m? By that token, who visits at 11:48 p.m. with or without a toddler?

(Friday)
I know you’re going to think I’m nuts, but I cannot stand to sit on this dirty toilet. It seriously gives me the ickies.

Ah shit, this is going to be a seriously bad day. The house is dirty, I stayed too late at Tris’ and got a bad night’s sleep. Then the morning started with a cold shower and now the damn thing’s broken. What the hell else can happen?

I could try to fix the shower, but I think I’ll call someone to do it for me.

(Saturday)
Thank the Spirits, I finally have a day off from that horrid job and I can get my house clean. I’m tired of cringing every time I go near the toilet.

I’ve slept on it, and I’ve actually decided I don’t want a science job; I want a career in journalism. I want to have fun. A long way from the Science Guildmasters, I know, but I hated the medical profession and just could not work my way up the corporate ladder.

All right, I got a job as Paper Girl at Doo Peas Corporate Towers. Starting Monday at 8:00 a.m. for 38 an hour.

I’ve decided that since I’m here, I’ll take a writing class – it certainly can’t hurt my future in journalism.

A beautiful day for sitting in the park across from Doo Peas.

I brought my book along. I just couldn’t be happier. A good romance, a beautiful day, and just the birds singing to disturb me.

I went to visit Tris after I finished my book. We’ve become friends. It’s so nice to have a friend. I think I’d like to kiss him, but I’m not sure. He’s so flirty.

*Bicycle Race by Queen

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