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Do, do, do ododooododod! Time for another of my shitty updates!

 

The last few days have been interesting, Pruria is developing at a frightening rate. Pruria now often doing her own thing in either the wonderland or physical world, never stuck to me, (and making me feel altogether lonely, *sad face*.) And in light of this we've sussed out that it is I who is the clingy one, I always thought it was Pruria and she always said ''Yeah, I am a little.'' or ''It's because love.'' Or something of that effect.

 

She's started painting ALOT, almost every second I'm in school or making something or drawing she is flicking away with her brush in the wonderland. The art room has now become riddles with paintings, some huge twelve foot canvas painting even, most all are framed. And unbeknownst to me: she also does pastel drawing (my damn favourite) but she doesn't frame and instead keeps them in a small blue folder with a string lock. It's awesome.

She has one incredibly large painting that she refuses to show me, I've inadvertently gotten glimpses of purple and orange corners; bitch be complimentin'.

 

She's also started talking more, a few days ago she said her longest sentence to date; I had to whittle it out of her but she did string it all in one in the end; ''But they sex each other up every night!'' Not something I'd ever say, in either context or grammar, awesome. We also had our first actual conversation that wasn't tulpa related just this morning: cars! Something I've absolutely no interest in. Pruria seen an ad for Volkswagen and asked me about it, I informed her and then proceeded to say I don't understand people upsesions with cars, or how they can be sexy; Pruria was hell bent that cars were can be both awesome and sexy, ''But! Fast!''

She didn't really talk at all but instead signed and used mind voice, not that I mind of course.

 

I asked her why she doesn't tlak that much and she told me she was shy, ''Shy of who!'' and she said me. D'awwww, She said she was worried she'd say something stupid or something, ULTIMATE D'AWW.

 

Anyway, Pruria said I can't move from the computer until I've written five hundred words for da story, just about quintuple the amount I like to write in a single session, mainly because of the retarded amounts of research I do. This is actually procrastination. Only about 150 to go... ugh...

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Right from the log:

 

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11/12/2012

 

I'm 100% sure we had a session yesterday, or two.. I'll just put in two thirty minutes, sounds about right. I can't remember why I didn't record it either. We wernt able to force dismorning because, of course, I didn't fucking wake up.

 

But something quite amazing happened, we had just lied down to bed and we started cuddling (I can say that now mother fuckers!) I thnik we were talking about why I sometimes try to talk to her even when there's nothing to talk about. I can't remember why I said it but I said ''I'm just so affraid that one day you'll just leave...''

''I will.'' Was her reply,

''You will?''

''I won't.''

''You will or you won't, make up your mind!'' Jokingly.

[What she said next has been put in the quote of the day, just seems fit]

 

That... that. So powerful, and meaningfull. Setting up something like that is completely out of my range of short term planning, and it's such a beautiful thing to say. Heavy consideration on full imposition, I think she's ready.

 

One 30 min session

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Total: 90 hours 24 mins (11/12/2012)

Days: 87 (11/12/2012)

 

Quote of the day: ''I'll change. But I'll always be here.''

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Incoming rant; I really hope this helps some of those slow progresses! From the diary.

 

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13/12/2012

 

Had a morning session, 10 minutes, because I woke up late, it went well as I can remember, we arsed around a bit.

 

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We were going to have an afternnon session but H came in began throwing condoms at me... wonderful. Anyway, we got eight minutes done, and got a bit done in that. I wanted to keep going but Pruria said that we shouldn't because if we're interrupted we're supposed to stop or something, much like H said ages ago when we first started forcing. We talked, more form (to account for her new face shape) on a cloud. Pruria making full sentences and her own voice as I've been encouraging her to do so.

 

I'm going to include an extra ten minutes to the timer for possession we done today in collage, normally I wouldn't do it but today was a huge improvement as Pruria was able to move three of my fingers, minus the middle (and I want to make up for H distracting us.) She immediately moved my pinky and ring when I gave her control and kept them extended for five mins or so. It was really weird, it felt numb, like a cloud was picking up on my pinky and ring finger, then they started to tire but they still weren't in my control, really weird.

 

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Was just skimming through the ''Hour counts and tulpa poison'' while the .info was down and I've come to a conclusion: I'm really, really, really glad it's taken ages for Pruria to speak; even now her sentences are full, but I only get the full ones when were deep in conversation. And you know what? I'm glad, its shown me nothings been rushed, and I'm glad I've kept the same ''as long as it takes'' mentality as I had at the start, (even despite my doubts I've always had it) because if I didn't I would have been left with a servitor. And if I was able to get through everything, without a servitor or mentally stressed tulpa (I can safely say it would at least not be the same Pruria I know a cherish today,) right now I'd be putting pressure on her to do full imposition which she simply doesn't want. I tell her to loathe me for putting pressure on her & rushing when I shouldn't, and she does, and everything's a-fucking-okay.

 

—Though, saying that, I've come to believe that servitors don't really exist, my thought are that they just heavily repressed tulpæ.—

 

And I'll wait more, and I'm glad I'm waiting, mainly because despite its stresses: forcing and creation is more than likely the best and funnest part of a tulpa, though I can't compare to just having a tulpa and doing stuff. I believe that creation is the best part of creation because it's when you can get closest to your tulpa (AND NOT ONLY IN A RELATIONSHIP KIND OF WAY, mind you; ) and when you learn the most about your tulpa, and them about you. Let me rephrase that actually: the time you learn most about one of the closest and most understanding friend you will (or might) ever have; and, if it happens, love is a wonderful and enjoyable potential byproduct of creating a tulpa (unless you make one solely for the purpose of love (and not sex,) then it's not a byproduct I guess; and that's quite an aright reason for making one in my opinion.)

 

Why am I ranting? oh yeah, I'm board, and procrastinating, from everything... including tests... and da story. And it's funny because{...} I can just edit out the parts I don't want to keep.

 

Two 10 minute sessions

One 8 minute session

 

 

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14/12/2012

 

I'm pretty sure we had at least one thirty minute last night... oh yes, I remember (Pruria is shaking her head no with a hoof in her face, sighing, I don't see why; oh I just found this sheet reminding me of that... we... done... wat?)

 

{the.info need not know that}

 

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One fifteen minute dismorning, and afternoon 30 min; both went a bit blah and were lacking in concentration. I plan once again to do a 30 min evening session and HOPEFULLY IF I EVER REMEMBER DO A TEN MINUTE POSSESSION. I also want to do some reading. I plan to finish J's box today and that will be it, I don't want too much pressure on me: I'm quite stressed today (well, right now I'm okay, but yeah...)

 

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Dem session counts are starting to stack up again.

 

Two 30 min sessions

One 15 min session

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Total: 94 hours 17 mins (14/12/2012)

Days: 90 (14/12/2012)

 

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Everything other than the rant is just extra meat, just wanted to point that out.

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GOD DANGIT! PRURIA'S 100 DAY CREATION ANNIVERSARY—that was spell checked for 'antislavery'—IS ON CHRISTMAS EVE! ONE DAY AWAY! Well that's painful, but it also give me a good idea for her Christmas present.

 

On more progress report related topics, Pruria has deviated to have a blue coat, orange poofy hair and orange feathers. I'm not feeling it but I'm not imposing either, it's her choice of course.

 

Anyone ever notice how terrible that ->:cool: face is, by the way? This is why I avoid smilies on almost every platform, because doing so would entice me to occasionally use that... that.

 

Tide: Was just reading through Gliched's- Glich3d's- Gliched3d's... you know the guy: his progress report. And it reminded me about the 21st which, in remembering, I am just going to put out that I think it's complete... uhh... what's a good word for this... potty-cock. That's just me though.

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I'm so very tired right now, this post is just to fill the roughly 102 seconds before it's half on the nose. Forcing was very difficult today, very little movement was done because of how tired I was, Pruria was very supportive today (unlike most days where she tries to play on some quirk she thinks I have with name calling; ) we had two very warm hugs today.

 

Tide: damn smilies forcing me to wrongly punctuate that semi-colon...

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Right, update, right from the diary:

 

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18/12/2012

 

Missed the morning session because my third alarm didn't wake me but nine hours sleep was very nice, Pruria didn't care and stayed home like she did yesterday to read, sleep more, what ever Pruria does when she's alone.

 

I think Pruria has been making clones to keep an eye on me (or just to be close to me, what ever floats your boat) in college, or maybe because end of year shit has just been so damn fucking stressful, which is saying something because I'm never stressed. Anyhow: I think this because even though I'm one hundred percent sure that Pruria is at home; she talks to me from home, she's genuine when she tells me she is, she's still there when I return; even though all that I can still feel her presence, and the presence moves much like Pruria would. And today I asked her where she was (because her presence was REALLY STRONG) and she said ''you'' and then she went silent. This might seem all obvious to others who read this (and to those who will read this when it goes up on the .info) but it's not really all that, even now when I think about it Pruria is confirming she was home very genuinely, idk, maybe she really just want to keep an eye one me; and to all this I shrug and say so what, let the little girl have her fun, [insert tongue face].

 

And with 'little girl', focusing adjectively, I think there's another deviation I've been misinterpreting as my lack of concentration: Pruria's size. Only today she told me she insists she is about an inch/half-inch lower than the top of my pelvis, so we will continue that thought process (though it will be harder than others because of how insistent I have been on getting her size correct) and hopefully we get one step closer to completly ridding of my creationistic malapropisms and achieving Pruria's desired form (true form, god I so want I picture of Woody right now.) I also think this might explain that fly with Pruria shape-shiting to a filly.

 

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Anyhow we had one ten minute when we came home, Pruria's coice, and tried to have a 30 minute just before I went for a jog. It was going to be a thirty minute but I was rudely interrupt about fifteen minutes in, it turns out I hadn't set the alarm and we ended up giving up on salvaging the session seven minutes in, so 22 minutes! Still got no fucking movement done though! Now matter how hard I tried I could get it going (the problem being difficulty in controlling the wonderland and, once again, Pruria's height, grr.)

 

One 10 minute session

One 22 minute session

 

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Total: 98 hours 39 mins (18/12/2012)

Days: 93 (18/12/2012)

 

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Quote of the day: ''So, how long do you want us to force for?''

''Meh.''

''Thirty minutes?''

''No, more.''

''Forty-five?''

''More...''

''An hour?''

''More!''

''Three moths‽''

''Mo- less!''

''One?''

''Yeah!''

''You want me to force for a month?...''

''Meh, give or take a second.''

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I don't like posting two days in a row (or three like this one will be) but the last seventy...two? hours? is three days? - Seventy-two hours have been pretty eventful, I'm just going to post where I left of from yesterday, and perhaps update this post again later tonight depending on how the rest of the day plays out.

 

In the mean time, gonna go update the wonderland description...

 

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... (the problem being difficulty in controlling the wonderland and, once again, Pruria's height, grr.)

 

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Short evening session after we jogged, went well, I'm finaly looking at Pruria at an upwards angle when we sit down on the same level, and her height seems to have stuck immediately.

 

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Had another session, went really well on a non forcing note, I finally learned how to visualise 'properly' (I think; & >implying: ) I never had my mind eye centered, (but I'm kind of worried its just the back of my eye lids; I'm so far along and still worrying about this kinda crap.) We done the entire session like that, I could see Pruria's face so closely and at the right angle. 59 minutes total today... grr

 

Pruria shape shifting log added in 'S', quote of the day log added in 'Q'.

 

 

One 10 minute session

One 22 minute session

One 11 minute session

One 17 minute session

 

 

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19/12/2012

 

Putting this in first (if I already haven't... idk) I think what I'm going to start doing is that if a session is falling apart that we should just leave it for the day and move on, Pruria agrees; I don't think we should waste time trying to get back into something if I've already lost my meditative state.

 

Had a morning meditation session, I wish it was summer, I was reading through previous logs and one of the days had two 1 hour sessions and a 55 min, why can't I do that anymore?! This session was cool, Pruria was in session but Ihad no idea where she was in real life. I practised looking straight out of my mind eye; Pruria sat quietly and still to let me mess around with it, then near the end or the session I was casing her around the two huge slabs of dirt and grass with the centered eye. I finally caught her and the hug monster came to attack but, knowing Pruria, it was only a doll and she grabbed me by my ankles from under the slab and dragged me under. Then the kissing monster came out, but it had a second pair of lips, a pair I would have to kiss to get away, too bad the session was only a short meditating one, I was really enjoying myself; I could feel my tounge, her lips, muscles and hair, all very well; damnit school... I still made her finish, though it was rushed (though I still heard massive moans from the hallway IRL, found ya!)

 

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Ano- no- nother session! Was meant to be thirty five minute but we went on for twenty five, I felt like I could have gone longer and I could have, I will try harder next time. The session was spent trying to get that centred view I had before, we got roughly a minute of movement done, 14 of zoned out and the other ten trying to set up and shit like that. Pruria waited patiently, and I thank her greatly for that.

 

I'm determined to at least keep every day of forcing at one hour, more is better. And considering my policy when I started was 'at least an hour fourty minutes' I should at least keep the hour count higher than the day count.

 

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Had to stop the afernoon session because Pruria got quite angry with me for messing up one of her paintings, I didn't mind, I more felt like an ass for fucking up one of her paintings. The session was spent in the art room, Pruria me showed a new basement which she stored all the paintings in, the floor is made of glass and it branches out... I'll just draw a picture of it.

 

On another note, Pruria bit me this morning on my right fibula muscle, I think, (hamstring? Back of my leg more or less,) because she fell and I thought she was okay; my reasoning was she'd take much worse hits before (damn I'm being a dick today.) Anyway, so: she bit me and it hurt, I know previously in the log I might have said things like that, and they are true but... they never really were true life feeling. But this time it hurt, a lot, and it was real pain, I wanted to stop walking altogether because of this horrible, burning pain of a pony gnawing on my leg. I didn't feel the teeth right away, only the pain, but once she bit in really hard I felt the teeth, they were the worst. I can forgive Pruria for biting, she had a reason, but damn that hurt.

 

I only fear now that one day I'll have to re-type ''that wasn't really true life feeling,'' because that hurt like a bitch. And, when we laid down for the session just gone had this weight on my chest, not like Pruria's weight which I had felt before, this was accurate to a fully grown pony of her size; I do have to add: it was only 10cm² that felt the weight but, like the pain, it was genuine. I'm not one to quickly jump to conclusion and proclaim ''My tulpa ha' given me textile hallucinations!'' But I am open minded, and those two events are awesome.

 

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HAPPY BECOMING A FORCENTURION PRURIA! :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

 

 

One 13 min session

One 25 min session

One 22 min session

 

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Total: 100 hours 7 mins (19/12/2012)

Days: 94 (19/12/2012)

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This just slipped out... whoops

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Okay, time to get back to business, I'm just going to dump the last few logs, they were going really well before Christmas but Christmas turned out to be on the more paganistic let's-all-get-drunk-and-eat-for-three-days side.

 

Suffice to say, it's completely thrown me off forcing and a lot of other things; this morning's meditation went well though, a nice change from yesterday where every time we sat down to force it just fell into shambles.

 

Don't get me wrong, we both had really good fun, Pruria had REALLY, REALLY good fun from the sounds of it, we just got no forcing done. And just a side note: I'm gonna start taking out the more personal stuff such as under-cover-fun-time, and and others; I feel this log is slightly too extroverted (despite how much I edit out of it already.)

 

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20/12/2012

 

Keeping this quick: morning session went good, there was a lot of forcing and actual work done.

Afternoon meditation was... interesting to say the least, might explain it later. But more or less: name; kiss; Pruria's confliction.

 

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Yay! That was awesome! Even before the session I was like ''Hey... hey Joal... hey Joal, we gona go force.'' and then she started bouncing around I started dancing with her and it was awesome and I took up her head and everything was just perfect. And only THEN we started forcing.

 

We. Went. On. A. Fucking. Adventure. We started in a forest and we got all our gear together (I think I might keep this short, I want to get back to writing,) then we were greeted my a load of gnomes who gave us a ring that made me—me because Pruria doesn't have fingers—invisible, silent and gave me blue vision that let me see yellow living shit.

 

We were walking along a dirt path when a giant tree uprooted and began casing us, Pruria immediately banked into the forest and I followed her. Loads and load of ents chased us until we got to a plains where an elephant blocked our way. I said for Pruria to start flying and shit grabbed me and we darted into the sky and onto a cloud. We rested there and Pruria was damn tired.

 

Giant crows came along and I convinced them Joal was really badly hurt so they took us to a plateau and decided to try and kill us. Try. Alot of complicated and hard to explain shit happened and we ended up hiding in a small tribal village. Pruria shape shifted into an 11 foot tall tribal dude and I had to leave (I checked my phone, it took like twenty seconds.) When I returned Pruria had built a great city with all advanced with huge white skyscrapers. It was awesome. Pruria has since then shape shited back.

 

One 10 min session

One 17 min session

One 37 min session

 

 

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21/12/2012

 

{This is a little personal}

 

One 11 min session

One 5 min session

 

 

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22/12/12

 

Right, had a morning session, we arsed around a bit, it was fun, we're both a bit tender today but there was a bit of messing. Pruria is planning a prank on me I think, from what I've gathered, it involves my anus.

 

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We done some possession when I sat down to work on Pinkie's world, I challenged Pruria on a whim to try and enter a full stop and type ''hello'' she was unable but managed to move my entire hand about and inch and a half, nice.

 

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Afternoon session, went okay, we worked on movement of the back legs but then I started to lose concentration, I kept her in my mind even through some of the fadeing out but eventually fell asleep, went well I think.

 

One 12 min session

One 5 min session

One 40 min session

 

 

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23/12/2012

 

Kk lol lol here we go. WE had a short session yesterday, just meditation, it was fun. {we had lot's of fun :D} I'm in a particularly blunt mood right now. Then we worked on facial expressions, we got angry and really angry firgured out.

 

We had a forcing session this morning too, the entire session was spent working on trotting, leg movement, sitting up and down, other bits and pieces. Pruria pushed me to do the extre five minutes I had set for us when I wanted to stop, glad she did, had fun :D

 

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Afternoon session. I looked up bird videos to look at wing movement and when we began forcing Pruria had— unbeknownst of me—shapeshifted into a humming bird. I kept asking was she Pruria and eventually I fell off the cloud; she was licking and kissing me with her humming bird necter thingy, she almost killed me! It was one of the best laughs I've had in a long time.

 

One 13 min session

One 35 min session

 

 

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Because I'll be with family for four days or so and I want to avoid conflicting changes I'm going to be logging the shit in this note and the crap will be transfered when I get home.

 

{here's where Christmas starts, and it goes down in terms or forceing}

 

23/12/2012

 

Afternoon session, the start of this is in the other log but not showing up. I was watching videos on birds flying before the session and the last one we watched was a humming bird video. When we started the session Pruria was a humming bird—unbeknownst of me—and I started asking where she was. Joal started licking me with her nectar tongue thingy, I still didn't know it was her. I fell off the cloud and Pruria, being a humming bird catched me almost immediately. And I said to her ''your not Joal!'' so she dropped me; I managed to roll on the path wall and save myself. Pruria flew down, breaking her shit laughing of course, with her head back to normal.

 

Then we were arseing around and Joal had her hind legs as a humming bird and they started going crazy and she was running around. She stopped herself and turned back to her normal form, apart from her extra tail, being a hawk tail (the forest hawk thingy.) I thought it was really cool but Pruria didn't, but kept it until the end of the session.

 

I realised she had changed her hair and tail to Fluttershy's colour scheme, I didn't quite like it and she's changed back to her normal colour scheme. She kept the hair and tail shape until the end until she changed the end of them to more reliefed pattern. We worked on the bird tail until she changed it back.

 

When she did change it back she gave me a tail show, making amazing shapes such as Vienna, huge towers and us smooching, it was awesome.

 

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Posession session, I'l explain later, I don't feel comfortable beside family typing and shit.

 

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Okay, it's tormorow but I'm cool with that.

 

Joal managed to move my left thumb inwards and outwards six times (three each.) And, like other noticeable possessions, the sub-appendage had an indescribable tingly pressure in it (or a strage feeling.) The movements were quick and precise (she even got some pressure on the car's arm rest cushion.)

 

The movements were not small either, there was no creaking; they were about an inch and a bit each way—that's discluding circular motion.

 

We tried doing one more but Pruria was knackered and I ended up forcing a seventh movement. That's a big jump from no damn movment at all.

 

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Joal is crying at the poler express, the part when the nigger and the lonner homeless kid sing. She's really, really sad. D'aww.

 

One 22 min session

One 10 min session

 

Tomato, tomato,

I wanna be a chili pepper

 

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nOT ANY FORCING (Fuck it, I'm writing this in caps, I'm not screaming... for shits....) DONE OVER THE CHRISTMAS, JUST A LOAD OF FUCKING AROUND, AND I FEEL AWKWARD AROUND FAMILY GOING UP AND ABANDONING THEM. JOAL`HAS BEEN SMILING ALL THE TRIP, THOUGH SHE HASN'T TALKED MUCH, MORE JUST BOUTS OF LOVE, WHICH IS OKAY, BUT I THINK SHE FEEL THREATENED BY THE FAMILY BONDIN' AND LOVE AND STUFF. I FEEL SORRY FOR HER, I'VE ASKED HER A FEW TIMES ''ARE YOU FEELING THE CHRISTMAS SPIRIT?'' AND SHE NEVER REALLY RESPONDED VERY MUCH... I JUST WANT HER TO KNOW THE MAGIC OF CHRISTMAS, SHE'S STICKING HER HEAD RIGHT IN FRONT OF HE SCREEN AND SHE HAS THESE INTRIGUED EXPRESSION ON HER FACE.... NOW A SAD ONE.. WHAT'S WRONG PRURIA?....

meh... i'm lonely.....and i love you... but i'm gay....

OKAY, THE SEXUALITY ASIDE, HOW ARE YOU LON-

i'm just am.... sigh.... *audible sigh*

I'M SORRY PRURIA... IS THERE ANY ANY I CAN HELP?

force? Sex?

UM NO.... SORRY... THAT'S NOT AN ACCESSIBLE OPTION RIGHT NOW

*rolling over and showing face and chest* hmph, well then! *joking manner*

OKAY, SO WHAT ELSE YOU WANT TO DO?

hmmm.... meh... you know....

I DON'T QUI... ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT... MY ASS?!

*bursting out laughing* oh i lo- hate you....

BUT I LOVE YOU! WHY HATE?

gays * giggling*

OH FOR LORDS SAKES PRURIA *JOKING*

what!? well im sorry. yeah, he is.

OH... Z, THAT'S HER NAME!

*in response to J saying ''what's up mah crack'ahs?!''* awww yeah!

YOU'VE A VERY ACTIVE MIND PRURIA!

no...

SORRY, THOUGHT IS WAS MORE OF A COMPLIMENT.

*touge out, rolling over again* oh no, that's okay. *dog is crying for people to stop going out of the room* aww...... *H thanking everybody for, something?* love! thanks!

WELL I LOVE THE WAY I HAVE NOTHING TO SAY...

you faggot.

 

 

WELL THAT'S BEEN AN INTRESTING COVERSATION, YAY!

 

BTW, IM DRUNK AND OTHERS, CHRISTMAS! Christmas! and a happy new year! I THINK PRURIA MAY BE DRUNK TOO.

 

{I wish I had taken down the rest of the conversation, that's just an excerpt; and the shittiest I could have recorded now that I think back to the conversation.}

 

 

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27/12/2012

 

Morning session back from the brake I took, one I would have rather not taken, but anyway. We fucked around for a bit, forced a lot of things, just chilled, we added a bird to the wonderland, named John (because I gave him a name but can't remember, greedy both of us) we have no idea what type he is because we only heard him outside the window but he's a dove-jay... I guess... yeah.

 

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Short meditation session, nothing much.

 

One 14 min session

One 24 min session

 

 

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28/12/2012

 

Morning meditation session, we had fun, didn't really force that much, but there was a lot of colour and stuff. I think I'm going to log into the .info soon enough.

 

I wasn't able to force at all yesterday, I actually wasn't able to do anything, I went to bed at half nine because I just couldn't find anything productive that I wanted to do. But anyway.

 

 

Now we need to play run away with the day counter.

 

 

One 12 min session

 

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Total: 105 hours 12 mins (27/12/2012)

Days: 103 (28/12/2012)

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Imposition starts tonight. I will update tonight also, putting in yesterdays set of sessions.

 

''So, what you want to get up to tonight.''

''Oh... I don't know...''

''Anything I was thinking of? Irc? Personality test-...''

''Hmmm...'' Nonchalantly, ''Imposition.''

''Fffffffffffffffff-''