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Jaycee's Blog - Thu, Aug 19

Added 2021-08-19 10:01:00 +0000 UTC

So the cold is gone, as is the dick-nose. I'm so thankful this didn't happen BEFORE the pandemic, or I'd have had nowhere to go. At least with the pandemic, I was able to wear a mask and hide the deformity in the middle of my face for the short periods I'd have no choice but to go out.

(I should probably point out that I discovered if I didn't sneeze for a few hours, I'd start getting a dick-nose hard-on, which looked just plain wrong even with a mask. I'm glad that's over.)

You've probably noticed that I never mentioned the mysterious notebook I'd received from some anonymous helper back when the faeries were kidnapped. It contained a wealth of information about faeries, especially faerie-powered magic. Honestly, after Minx didn't make it home, I felt a sense of guilt about everything, like her passing was somehow my fault. Later, with four faeries in the house, it just sounded like a bad idea to pull it out and start reading it. They might think I had plans to make magic using their essence or something. Considering their grief and natural temperament, it was the prudent thing to do.

I had hidden it on the back of a bookshelf in my library so no one would see it. Today, while doing some rearranging, I caught a glimpse of it. Coincidentally, I overheard the faeries just yesterday talking about a road trip some time next week. All four might be gone for a few days, which would give me some time to get back into the notebook.

That sounds fun, right?