Day (still January)
I realise now that last time I forgot to mention Harleen. And, of course, the Christmas present I sent her. Did I say that it was the cat? I don't remember. But anyway, I sent her the cat, Naeb. Looking back on it, it probably wasn't a sufficient idea to put it in a box.
I posted the package to Harley's house, so she'd get it first-hand. Due to the fact that we've barely traded words since we had that tiny disagreement ages ago, I figured she wouldn't really want to see me on Christmas Day. Apparently, I was wrong. She arrived at my house later on that very day, just after Mom and I had a slightly uncomfortable silent Christmas dinner. Since Mom never answers the door these days, I was faced with Harleen's… wrath, you might call it. She was stood there in her classic blond pigtails, still wearing a paper party hat from earlier on. It would have been amusing – well, I personally giggled a little at the sight of her, but she soon shut me up.
"A cat. A dead cat. What the HELL were you thinking, Jack? What is WRONG with you?" She erupted like a long-dormant volcanic iceberg. Though there was one thing she said that stuck out. One thing to which I had to reply. "Dead? Harleen, I can assure you-" "IT'S HARLEY!" She couldn't help correcting me, not after all this time. I continued. "Harley. I, uh, can assure you that the cat was, in fact, alive when I mailed it. I wouldn't send you a dead cat. I wouldn't do it! I wouldn't." But she still had an answer. "Well of course it was alive when you mailed it, but how on earth can you expect it to stay that way if you post it in a box WITH NO AIR HOLES?! Seriously, Jack, just don't speak to me. Ever. Again. Okay? I'll see you in hell. Ugh." Or something along the lines of. The point is that she made it quite clear she's frankly disgusted with the sight of me. Well, it's not like I need her anyway, right? Or her ridiculous friends. Harleen and Ed can go off to some gymnast club or video game conference together and do whatever the hell they like, for all I care. I've got my own mind, which is worth ten of them. Each. Ha. Hahaha. HAhaHAhHahaHA