[ swift as a coursing river, kaneda... or something. it's mysterious.

unlike the truth behind what she's had going on. (though she does think he's on to something. it does seem like most the gardeners were programmed as if they were grumpy old men...) ]

I haven't been able to get back to the apartments without having to run away from something going crazy. My CEREvice got locked in the room this morning. This stuff [ pat pat, ty backpack ] was supposed to be snacks for a long day, and to leave at school for later.

[ suffice to say, school did not happen in the usual manner. not when teachers were glitching out. ]

I've run into people, but we keep getting split up, and most of them have places they need to get to. It makes sense that they go.