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Piffish Noodles [17 Chirreb 4261]

The Arrival of the Noodles

The wrong Orren showed up this morning. The right Orren
would, of course, be my boyfriend, but he has been a bit
scarce lately. The wrong one is the one I’m having a sort
of whiny little fight with. Real-Eel brought the piffish
noodles over this morning.

Me:“I don’t see Vae ’til tomorrow. Every third
day, the ones divisible by three. The ones that we have
class on.”

Real-Eel:“Oh … I should go to class,
shouldn’t I?”

Me:“I suppose you should. Otherwise, well,
what’s the point in going to Vheshrame Academy?”

This is absurd. The point of going to Vheshrame Academy is
to sleep with enough royalty and nobility to get a lifetime
of sinecures. Or, if you are yourself royalty or nobility,
to get so thoroughly laid that you lose all interest in the
topic for the rest of your life and can marry whatever
neutered-or-just-as-good Khtsoyis-faced heiress your parents
have chosen for you without feeling the least bit like
you’re missing anything. Fortunately, Real-Eel had
forgotten this for the moment.

Real-Eel:“Oh, right!” She started dashing
off towards Sprowlween Hall.

I instantly forgave her, of course; Orren in Wild Rush are
so cute. If I had been in Orren form I would
probably have done something to fight about with my
boyfriend later at her. (Actually, I should ask around to
hear her opinion of Orren girls. Being involved in
Orren-to-Orren playing is currently tickling my lonely night
thoughts, and of course my boyfriend, Mr.
I’m-Really-Cisaffectionate, won’t cooperate.)

(Aside: I am not nearly as desparate as this journal entry
is coming out sounding. Rather the opposite, actually: I
sort of want to have a quick thunderstorm fight with my
boyfriend and then get back to normal with him.)

Anyways, I persuaded Real-Eel that it wasn’t nearly time for
class — indeed, that it wasn’t even today yet, but only
still yesterday. (By the time it is today I had better be
in Enchantment Class.)

She duly delivered the noodles to me. Since it wasn’t today
yet, I spent the cley to keep them fresh ’til it is, in
fact, tomorrow.

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