Late.

"En su departamento, escritora en exilio.

Sus amigos piensan borrar su tristeza, con flores..."

"La Orquídea Blanca", Massacre.

 Today J showed up 2 hours and 10 minutes late to the mall, I was so mad at her...  and she even had her cellphone with her (which was on) but didn't answer my calls or even messages.
 I chastised her so bad when she arrived... even yelled to her. I felt so guilty afterwards; but apologized eventually. But, still, I feel some kind of guilt.
 Although I'm kind of right, first she arrived 2 hours late, then she didn't text me telling me where she was, she also didn't replied my phone calls or messages. And now that I think of it... she said her mother brought her, but when she called me she told she was on the bus... hmmm...
 I forgot to give her the Milky and L papercrafts.
Ugh, anyway, tomorrow I'm seeing her again, I hope. Maybe go or drive her to the river.

 I've been reviewing the Dungeon Master's Guide, it's so complex... And made some cool miniatures with paper.

 I need a MIDI plug.

The fucking beagle dog stole the meat. This teppan is going to be great.

Oh my, lol, my other puppy is having a dream. That's so cute.