Nick Potter

So my trip to Spain was... interesting. I have never before had an old lady threaten me with a stampeding bull while throwing stuff at me. Sadly, all I did was mispronounce a word... So glad to be back home.

Spy, huh? Not going to lie, that's pretty legitimate of a job. I thought they'd have me doing something lame. Someone get me a jet pack, there's work to do.

Campus is quiet. Fighting the urge...

I think we're alone now. There doesn't seem to be anyone around...

Question. Has anyone seen Peyton? She was supposed to have dinner with me tonight. She never showed up.

I'm not going to lie, this missing thing is pushing me past my last wit. Please let me know if I can do anything to help.

( private to Peyton )

They caught me. It's true. My goal in life has always been to make sure people were capable of getting the lowest grade without a zero. Truth? Gremlin is too cute to describe the sadness I feel when I ready poorly written paper from people who obviously skipped the bull shitting lesson in school. I name the grade "Sludge" because the paper resembles that once my quill is done murdering the failure.

( Private to self )

That moment when you volunteer to be teacher's assistant and you get stuck correcting papers so terrible "Troll" wouldn't fit it. Maybe I'm being over critical because I'm just grouchy.

Hexed from Rhys, viewable to everyone else

Yep, that did hurt. Quite a bit. Still haven't apologized. To those I apparently offend, I'm sorry that you feel the way you do, but I'm not changing and I am not actually apologizing for anything I've said. If you too feel the need to visit me with a forceful attempt to make me see things in another light, go right ahead. Didn't work the first time.

End hex

have I ever told you ladies at the Echo how much I appreciate your work. Nothing makes me laugh like the your fine work. Thank you for another First of the Month Chuckle to start my day.

News flash: just because you're pretty does not mean you can use my homework. Do it when it's assigned and you won't get offended when I call you lazy.

Ah, the start of term. How thrilling.

So I found my journal. My dog stole it. I see all hell broke loose. Awesome. On a happier note, I proved to my dad that flame retardant items were not as safe as he assumed. Bad side- mom saw it catch fire and nearly had my head. I love breaks.

Crazy runes project. Probably won't be moving from my room for the next two weeks. Curse you, finals!

I heard the term "Black Friday" used around campus. Can any American explain where the enjoyment and benefit of waking up at 3 in the morning to go shopping comes from? Anyone?

Note to self: Study sessions do not end well when you've drank more beers than you've answered questions.

So my professor pointed out that in my paper that I have used a bit of irony in describing how the goblins are constantly fighting for the same thing, getting it and yet still not being happy- like a child who wants whatever toy he is not holding. When I asked for his point he grunted.

Did I miss something?