So, um... not much to say... I should be working, but I took a break to update.
Dear Diary,
I lost Danny today.
Well technically it was yesterday, but whatever.
I don't really understand how, we just went into the ghost zone, and he just... disappeared. I still don't know where he is, and it's nearly one in the morning! So, how did this one start? Tucker. Now, I'm not saying it's his fault, but I AM blaming him for it. ALL of it. He got this 'great idea' that we play a childish game of 'hide and seek.' Only problem was, he wanted to do this in the ghost zone. I told them it was a bad idea, but Danny agreed with Tucker, saying that it would be 'fun.'
How the hell does that work anyway? I mean, Danny has his powers, me and Tucker get stuck in the specter-speeder. So we hide from Danny in that eyesore, and he finds us in five minutes. He hides from us, we find him in half an hour. So, it went on like this for like, two hours or something, and Tucker wanted to go home. Which I had no problem with. So he leaves, me and Danny continue with that stupid game. Why continue what I hate? Because I was actually enjoying my time with him. Even though he annoys the hell out of me sometimes.
Anyway, there we were in the ghost zone, when Danny gets an idea. By now you should already know; Danny + idea = bad. So, we go even further into the ghost zone, and we end up on this weird floating island. Neither of us had been in that area of the ghost zone before, so he wanted to check it out. As it turns out, it was some ghosts lair. Who's? I didn't know. I didn't ask. I was too bust being chased around the ghost zone, while Danny was firing at it. At some point or another, I lost him completely. I looked around the area, but didn't see him. After around an hour, I finally gave up and went home. Now here I am. Writing in this stupid book again.
Wait, why am I doing this again anyway? Oh yeah... IT'S ADDICTING. Am I addicted? No. Not yet anyway. Oh my god, something just flew by my window! I wonder if it's Danny... I'm gonna check... OH MY MOTHER FUCKING- IT WAS DANNY! HE'S SLEEP FLYING IN HIS BOXERS! Well, he was anyway. He literally JUST phased through my wall and kind of just... fell on my bed..? Guess I'm on the floor tonight. Or... maybe not... Do you think he'll notice if I slept beside him and just got up before he noticed? Wait, what did I just write? Ah, fuck it. I'm doing it anyway. Night!
-Sam
A/N: So... meh. Could've done better, but whatever. Hope this pleases you :) On the even brighter side, I am in a WAY better mood today. I went to the river yesterday with my dogs. I seen wolf tracks. My one dog is so funny! We passed by a farm to get to the river, and my small chihuahua mix starts jumping at the window to see the horses and cattle. Weird right? :P