The Dark Room

Post-bake sale things to do:

-Get Kuretake to help me launder my cloak.
-Rebuilt all my wax cats that Ohtori-san accidentally threw into the fire <strike>even though Tamaki said it wasn't as accidental as I think</strike>
-Spin this new adventure into a bedtime story for Kirimi
-I have to admit, that cake Darya-san gave me after the bake sale was especially delicious.  I need to find out what was in it.
-DO MY BEST TO THWART THAT EVIL CURSE THAT ELLEN-SAN HAS BROUGHT UPON US ALL (AND I CAN TOO STILL FEEL IT AROUND ME.  IT HANGS LIKE DEATH D:)
-open this envelope addressed from Kyouya.  <strike>it looks like a bill</strike>  I wonder what it could be.
-MEMBER RECRUITMENT!

One of two things may have happened, involving my socks.

-KURETAKE HAS STOLEN THEM SO THAT SHE CAN PUT ON A SHOJO PUPPET SHOW FOR KIRIMI.
or
-THIS IS THE WORK OF THE DARK ONES.

In either case, I'd like my socks back, preferably cleaned and laundered.  

I SWEAR I WILL FIND OUT WHO THIS IS AND CURSE THEM FOR ALL ETERNITY.  I happen to be very partial to socks.

Items Necessary for the Bakeoff:
25 small wax cats
15 medium wax cats
10 large wax cats
1 extra large cat idol to be set in the center of the courtyard
25 antidotes in small vials to protect against death
20 antidotes in medium vials to protect against food poisoning
5 antidotes in small vials to protect against malicious spirits
1 bottle of antacids
Perhaps some asprin.
1 vial of imported Ukrainian owl's blood to bless the silverware with.
1 Book of Spells- Cooking Edition!
Small microphone to soothe the soul with lulling chants.

My latest assignment for my ethics class is to do a five page paper on the current cultural globalization of Japan and how we should move towards the future without sacrificing our national identity.

I'm writing about the expansion of voodoo and how it should be an accepted means of religion in our society.  However, I've hit upon a block.  Anyone know anybody else in Ouran who is interested in the same topic?  Group papers are usually more fun.

I want to go to the Museum of Death in California.  Kirimi wants to go to Disneyland.  But I know once I step on that befouled ground, I will diminish into nothingness.  Vaporize even.  Pleasant.

It makes me tired just thinking about it.

Oh, but it is not the case!

(However, I want to make it completely clear that if Kuretake thinks she can convince me to read yet another shoujo manga to my darling Kirimi, I will be forced to curse myself.  Or her.  whichever I feel most comfortable with.)

Recently, it has come to my attention that a naive underclassman, Carabin-san, has insulted the dark arts which I hold so dearly.  As of yet, nothing is happened.  BUT THERE IS TENSION IN THE AIR.

I feel it right down to my bones.  And possibly organs.  Speaking of organs, I must get one (the type you play, not the ones in your body) to increase the dramatic affect I have in the Dark Magic Club.  Berenzoff needs to feel eerie.

...Though, thinking back, hanging out with the Host Club just might get her killed.  Tamaki isn't exactly the best person around when things get out of hand.  Even just a little.

I've been slacking in my rituals recently.  And quite possibly turned into an insomniac.  If I don't make it, I must let Kirimi know she must take on the responsibilities.

Or, I could just finish my rituals now.  Wonderful!  Off  I go again.  My wax doll collection has been updated to fifteen small cats, twenty medium sized cats, four big cats, and eight people-figures.

Would it be so sinful if I were to expand my base at Ouran High School? To be frank, my club is not one of the largest, as no one seems to as fond of cats as I am. They FEAR its dark power. I understand completely, as I am the ONLY ONE who can control it. Anything is possible with wax figurines, candles, and a BLOOD RITUAL.

I am considering moving into the Third Music Room and offering the Host Club my services. Perhaps as a psychic or fortune teller of some sort. To just get my foot in the door. And once I'm in, THERE WILL BE BLACK MAGIC FOR ALL!

I am tickled at this new fancy.