HELLO WORLD!

Wow, it HAS been a long time since I wrote in this thing. Well, I guess I just had nothing to write about all these weeks and months and stuffs. But tonight is a special night because I'm sitting at my Master the Wonderful Beautiful Sexy Slinky Sly Lord Ruthven Whom I Love So Much's desk and actually using his…HIS!…burgundy feather pen. It's feathery and soft and I want to sleep with it today on my pillow. It's cuddly and frou frou-ey. And it writes with a flourish.

I am Jack's rabbit.

It's fun.

(A/N: Holy crap…I was just wondering why there was soft music playing in the background…and wondering if I was imagining it or something…and then I realized that my headphones were playing. And I was wearing them. And consciously turned them on approximately three minutes ago.)

ANYWAY, I got a present earlier this evening. It was from my Mistress the Lovely Pretty Deadly Dainty Lady Countess Carmilla Whom I Adore. She gave me a pretty stuffed bunny, which is white and soft and cuddly and says "Made In Taiwan" on the tag. It has plastic eyes. They stare. They're hypnotic.

I drooled.

The desk blotter has a spot on it now. It is round. Sort of. And moist.

My spidey senses are tingling...

(Two hours later…)

I am now sitting in my room. My Master says that his desk is now off limits, sort of like that box that the Count keeps stuff he steals from everyone else (like candy) in. Radu still hasn't figured out that his eye pencils keep ending up in there. And I still haven't told him. He owes me a bedtime story first, then he gets his end.

Once he told me a story and it was really fantastical. It was when I had the vampire flu. He told me a story about a princess. I don't remember what happened then because I passed out because I was sick, but I'm sure it was the best story I've ever heard. But I like my Master and Mistress's stories too, because they're all the best. Especially when they tell them together. And then they get confused. And end up in "healthy debate." Which means that they yell at each other about whether or not the princess really needed to be saved by the prince or if she could handle it all by her self or not. Usually I fall asleep before the end of the story. The Master says that the Mistress is a militant feminist. The Mistress says that the Master is a chauvinist pig. Sometimes Radu comes in and says that both of them ought to kiss and make up. Then he gets glared at and then he rolls his eyes.

Because we all know that kissing and make up are Radu's favorite hobbies.

He's pretty. He's not a Master or a Mistress. He's just a Radu, I think. Once the Mistress told me he was my Uncle. I don't care what he is; he tells good stories. That have endings that aren't "healthy debate." Those sorts of endings are suspenseful, but sometimes it gets a little boring. I guess that's why they tell them to me to get me to go to sleep. It's a good trick. The Master and Mistress are so smart.

Just the other day they had a healthy debate over whether or not they loved each other. They switched sides every few minutes or so. It was true talent. These two could run for President of the United States or something and no one would know who to vote for. It would be like…a tie. It might get pretty extreme, though, and potentially dangerous. I think they might rouse so much emotion in the people that the people would start heaving folding chairs at each other and then the entire thing would have to be moved off of the news channels and onto ESPN or something. Extreme Debate. It would make a nice reality show, let me tell you.

Speaking of reality shows, Radu was watching American Idol the other night. I think he's like…a genius in talent. He knew exactly what everyone was doing wrong, and told me all about it. Then he told me all about his plan to audition next season, but not for singing. He wants to do make up and costume design to help some of those poor slobs out. I told him that he should definitely try out. I also suggested that he audition for the Maury show so that he could take people who have problems with their self images and make them beautiful. He told me he would keep that in mind as well, and that if his job as being the Prince of Walachia fails him, he'll definitely look into it. He then thought about it a little more and said he might want to try out for American Idol.

He was practicing upstairs later that night. The Count told him to stop waking up the dead and the undead. "Auntie" (because Radu told me to call his boyfriend that) Statsy had to cheer him up after that. After all, if he can't deal with the Count then he'll crumble in front of Simon.

Yeah, world, so it's been awhile. And BSA (along with the skeleton of VBC) was removed from (long story…it has to do with formatting)…but it's all being slowly restored on the mainpage, the link to which is under the profile. I'm not dead…I'm still out here…just wanted to let you know after being silent for so long.

Love,

Draculena