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Otaku's diary
---------- Wednesday, June 28, 2003 - 6:50 p.m.
He's currently sprawled shirtless over the sofa, and that's exactly how I snapped him. He looks so... cute. I think so, anyway. I think I need to get out or something. I've been thinking too much about this lately.
---------- Monday, June 26, 2003 - 10:08 p.m.
I actually feel incredibly stupid - particularly as Dave expressed concerns on this today; asking if I was certain no-one could trace my laptop. Ha! As if! But seeing as I'd just suffered a near-miss, I felt horribly embarrassed. I hope it didn't show. It's unbearably hot right now - I think summer sprung on us sooner than we thought. We don't have air conditioning (we're not that well-off, seeing as we're now both technically unemployed, you know) and the bedrooms are like ovens. For now we've dragged our mattresses into the living room to sleep. It's not like we have regular visitors, anyway. It always feels weird when I wake up and realize I'm too close to the floor. Especially if I have a nightmare or something wakes me up in the night and the first thing I open my eyes to is Dave's face. For such a tough guy, he has the cutest sleeping face. I'm tempted to photograph it sometime and blackmail him later - it's a shame he manages to get up so much earlier than me. He's been training despite the heat. I don't know how he does it - I'd be dead with heat exhaustion in a few seconds flat. I don't think I've seen him wear a shirt for the last few days. It unnerves me some. Probably because it reminds me how utterly weedy I am compared to him. He's absolutely flawless. I suppose the only thing I have against him is a lack of scar tissue; but even they make him look good. I can't win. Someone commented on this a while back: I do write about Dave a lot, don't I? But seeing as he's the only person I have around to talk to 99.9% of the time, and he's my friend, why not? I'm not obsessed or anything - I only obsess over machinery and anime! Speaking of which. Finally got my latest parcel - great action animation. Dave has been trying to hide the remote control to my DVD player ever since, I swear...
---------- Thursday, June 12, 2006 - 11:36 p.m.
I've been thinking lately, just going over past entries and things. What will I do with myself when this is all over? It's not like I can do this forever, and I certainly don't want Dave too. He's definitely an important part of my life now. No... if I'm really honest, he's like a part of me. I don't know what I'd do without him now. I've never had a friend like him before, and what you don't know you can't miss, I guess. I got an... unusual message today. I deleted it after reading it - but now I really regret it. I don't take tips from anyone outside Philanthropy - I don't usually act upon those sent from within. But this... it's too unusual, too coincidential, too detailed... too close to home. I might - might - just go look into it now...
---------- Thursday, June 5, 2006 - 09:07 p.m.
Finally, we did it. The UN's finally taken some notice. Dave is more cheerful than I've seen him in a while. Then again, that might be due to the amount of beer we've gone through this week... And I don't normally drink, either... you can tell you're horrendously drunk when you're starting to eye up your best friend. I bet that was more information than anyone wanted. Deal with it. Aaaah... lazy day today. I can't be bothered to type. I think I'll go and talk whilst the elation lasts, and I slip back into monotony. Although Dave's been doing a good deal to get me out of it... have to give him credit. Gabbling again. I'll never be articulate like Mr. Monosyllabic outside calling me.
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