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Disgusting.   
11:55pm 13/08/2003
 
mood: devious
Great nasties. Yes nasties. Oh woe! I hate thems.

Parties with children drunk. Children drunk on things they dont understands yes...stupid childrens. They's weak. Yes. They's stupid. They's touching.

Squidsy there. Gargoyle pulled Norris' tail. But we's got revenge. Oh Yes. We's clawed Crabbes Yes.. Stupid gits Hes comming to Mrs. Norris three times before he made stew of Mrs. Norris. He needed help of Squidsy to think of that. Oh yes. Yes. Nasty gits. Dumb fat nasty gits. They's tried to eat Mrs. Norris. dirty dirty!

But Mrs. Norris had her way in the end. Yes oh yes. Squidsy will be homeless in cold land for what he did. Wes told Masters Yes. We's told what you did.

Trouble. tut tut!		  
     

(8 Mews -Run to whisper?)
 
Ick!   
11:21pm 10/08/2003
  Nasty little pevvvees. He is being sneeky. Is seeing him in the owlry. Oh yes! He's sending owls. Watching yes. Watcing him touch the owls. Ghosts who touch. Ick! Ill-breeded little wench.

Master must gets him out. Oh yes. This year..Yes I hear him speaking it. He's gone yes. Master says he's gone. Master's always right. Yes.

Norris is bored. Yes. the rats have ran for winter. We's chasing them, yes, had manny....manny meals. Yes So treatys.

oh! We're being called...must go...businesses. Yes. Oh yes. Master is grinning for tonight. Moon he say. We get to see the Moon.		  
     

(1 Mew -Run to whisper?)
 
   
10:30pm 02/08/2003
  Norris sad. Master Sad. Master Silent. Wont tell whats wrong. Neglected. Oh yes, Negleced. Master wont say whats wrong. Wont speak. Alone. Oh, we're alone. Feels anger from him, but no words.

Why wont he tell Norris what is wrongs? Why can't she fixes it?

Distraction. Need, until...until master is talky. Yes. Googlsimmsm? What is this? Nasty Secrets. What is this?		  
     

(Run to whisper?)
 
Dull dull. Very dull.   
03:02am 31/07/2003
 
mood: contemplative
Oh dear dear me. What ever did I find tonight? Nothings. Not a things. Not even my Lord's pet peeves. How dull it is when the students are not about. How dull indeed. And not even the mousies want to play with Mrs.Norris now. All alone. Such a horrible shame. Horrible. Not even the ghosties to stalk, and the teachers have gone. They talk in whispers and do not let my Lord hear. Oh But I listen to them. They talk of traveling, abroad, and near; and with them gone, my Master is once again Lord of the castle. As he so loves.

And I do love to see him gleeful.		  
     

(9 Mews -Run to whisper?)
 
 
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