Entry 13

I am becoming even more concerned than usual about Anakin's behavior as of late.  He has always been a very moody person at times, but lately he has been a human pendulum.  He swings from happy to dark and back again with precision regularity.  And if that were not bad enough, he has developed an extreme fondness for the color black on top of it all.  When he gets into one of his darker brooding moods, and he has on the black cape, the whole effect is at least seven kinds of creepy and two kinds of weird.  It's like living with a Sith Lord in training.

I can understand some of his dark mood, as he did manage to get himself wounded again.  This time it was a skirmish with a battalion of battle droids.  He was one of the few survivors, and at this rate soon there will not be any Jedi left in the galaxy.

I was lucky enough to get away unharmed, but Anakin was not so fortunate.  In addition to the metal hand from the Battle of Geonosis, he also has replacement kneecaps, durasteel ribs, and a mechanical elbow.  If it ever rains, he is in danger of rusting.  As it stands right now, he is the first and only bionic Jedi in the galaxy. 

I tried to cheer him up by joking about the fact that he needs to oil his joints to keep from squeaking, but I think they amputated his funny bone when they fixed his elbow.  The Senator will be thrilled to know that none of her favorite parts were undamaged and should still be in working order.

While I am on the subject of the Senator, last night Anakin and I had another one of our infamous "She's just a friend Master. I swear, honest." discussions.  He must really think I am gullible, if he thinks I am buying that one.  Next, he will try to sell me a moon and tell me it is really a space station.  I may be celibate, but I am not stupid.  I saw how they acted in the medic ward when they though nobody was watching.  If that is how she greets people who are " just good friends and that is all, I swear," then Naboo must be the most liberal society in the galaxy.

There are only two times I feel stress anymore, day and night.  I have tried to talk to Anakin several times, and every time it is like trying to teach a bantha to dance.  He acts like he is listening, and maybe part of him does want to listen, but most of what I say seems to go in one ear and out the other while totally bypassing his brain.  Yet, whenever Chancellor Palpatine speaks he listens like it was the most important and best-kept information ever spoken.  It doesn't seem to matter if the Chancellor is making one of his long-winded speeches that never actually say anything or if it is an occasion when he can speak to Anakin in person.  Whenever Anakin does get the chance to talk with him, he gets all lit up like he is about to find out the secrets of life.  I am deeply suspicious that there is something going on here, something more than is obvious at first glance.  I should talk to Anakin about it, but he will probably just give me that look that says his ears are hearing but his brain isn't filing.  

I tried voicing my concerns to the Council, again, but I got the usual speech about how he has to make his own choices and we have to trust in him to do the right thing.  I understand their point, but I also have an uneasy feeling that in Anakin's case a failure to act could come back to haunt us. I wish for once they would listen to me.  Saying "I told you so" is much more satisfying when the people you proved wrong are still there to hear it.