I was injured slightly on the job. Thankfully It wasn't too bad, i'm still fully in commission.
No one in town will let me drink. Even Liz turns me away. Barliman is too money oriented to give a damn if i'm pregnant, but too many people in the pony know me and won't allow me to come near a drink. I know it's in my best interest but... it's so hard. I'm so miserably sober.
Promises aside I will (...mostly...) shamelessly keep kissing Nal. I need this, damn it. It's not my fault I'm alone out here. People need to stop blaming me for things.
I miss Gorlen. I want him back. I want to believe he'll come back, but I can't bring myself to dare. I see him in my dreams, too. I never dreamed when I went to sleep drunk. Maybe I can sneak a drink or two sometime, or pay off Liz to let me, if I can get up that much money. Or buy something from a trader... if I can get that much money.
I don't like sleeping alone in a bed. I want someone by me or I'd rather be under the trees.
Everything is irritating me right now.
