Almost fucked up with Bec. Gotta watch my temper. Remember, old man, you love that woman and you've gotta do everything in your power not to fuck that up.

Just don't tell her that yet. Too soon.

Fightin' with her by my side is such a damn rush, but I don't wanna drag her out into the Scourge. That ain't fair.

Fuck.

Ash wanted help finding the necklace I gave to her mother, which was taken from her in what's now the Kurzen compound. Place gives her bad memories, guess she was used to test the remedies they work on. She freaked out when she saw the table that

Never killed so many humans and I made sure that thing was reduced to splinters before we left. I fucking destroyed it. Didn't find the necklace but I told her I'd make her somethin' nicer.

Took me a long time to realize that I'd managed to tear my hands and arms up real good with my fuckin' tantrum, but she took out the splinters and patched me up.

( Dunno what to do, though. )

Shit, son.

Night before last I done run into Grin Fatass and was sure to show him exactly what I think of him - exactly. Got my stone in the mail yesterday from him.

Went into Utgarde Keep to shoot some Vrykul with some folk from the unit, that bull fella that turns into a bear and some elf and a big fuckin' Troll boy. Big Troll boy kept trying to impress me after and you know what? If I were younger I'd have gone right for it but that kinda display, that trying too hard just makes me think, shit, I don't have time for that. Then Mat's girl tells me that he was bragging about killing his family for his mate breaking Sepanja.

What.

If there's any truth to that I've got some justice to mete out I'm thinking.

Trozu came outta nowhere with mentioning how his sister died and the torture and shit I just - you know what, that's a sign, a hair trigger like that, that you shouldn't touch. You should just back off and keep your distance and let some other girl pick that up because Loas, the boy's broke and you ain't the one that's gotta fix it.

Innuendo indeed.

Fuck this, I'm going fishing and I'm staying fishing 'til - I dunno, I run outta fucking bait.



Grin wants to hire me even after I nailed him in the balls with my knee. What the fuck.

I wrote and re-wrote this over and over again while tryin' to get my thoughts down and I ain't real sure what to think about what Jeria told me.

I've seen how fucked up the survivors of those mines are. Trozu, I wouldn't even know it, he seemed fine when I met him at the festival and I never noticed if he was off. She don't wanna have to put him back together if he breaks, which with me he probably would. I work where he suffered and my life is my work. My work, Eddie, engineering and making jewelry. Boy needs a quiet girl that don't do no dangerous work, not somebody who's neck deep in what fucked him up.

Don't talk about Icecrown, don't talk about work and remember that Jeremiah's real and bound to that staff - whatever the fuck that means.

I'm crazy to even consider 'im and if it's just my libido talkin' I'm better off grabbin' a man off the street, serious, 'cause it ain't fair to the boy to be chasin' just 'cause of that. Don't wanna give him the wrong idea.

So I won't. I shouldn't.

But that's what I said about Fatass when I met him. Oh, don't give no sympathy fucks 'cause you know you'll stick around. Just like Matojo, and look where that went.

I don't know what I'm doing but I think I ought to find something without a dick to entertain me for a while so I can see if I can forget about it all for now and see what happens. Besides, you don't go chasing in your own unit, or so Badco said. But whatever. I don't even know right now, so we'll have to wait. See.

Bec's been around a bit more, takin' it easy after workin' her ass off to get out to Dragonblight. Can't blame her. I'm kinda hopin' she takes her time a bit more, I really don't wanna see her get involved in this Naxxramas shit.

Really don't want her see how I react to fucking Nerubians. Gotta get myself under control with that shit.

Fucking creepy-ass bugs.

Ran into Ash at Brewfest last night. While we were talkin', some creep elf came up, was lickin' his lips as he greeted her - turned out he wasn't an elf at all, some deadie, "Gera" or whatever. Told him to stay away from her and took her off down the road toward Sen'jin. Walkin' along, bastard fell off the ledge above us, insisted he was watching the races. Bullshit. He's past there, he was fucking watching us.

I would've run him through if we weren't at Brewfest, if I had my armour and weaponry and if I was actually prepared for this shit, but no. Guy was better equipped than I ever am.

I told her that aside from bein' dead the guy ain't to be trusted 'cause of his body language. He licked his lips before sayin' her name. He approached in disguise. He just happened to be on the ledge above us, where we were talkin' and walkin'.

I swear to Ogoun that if he puts his fuckin' greasy hands on my Ashtaar I'm gonna rip his goddamn head off with my bare hands.

Girl's had her heart broken a lot. She told me she loves Dybo, but she's afraid to tell 'im. I ain't seen the boy in a while, so I couldn't tell him anyway even if I didn't promise not to say anythin' - but the way he's talked 'bout her I can pretty much imagine that he'd be fuckin' tickled. Apparently the guy ain't too good in bed, though, so I told her maybe she should pick up a few fellas on the side. She's worried about that, though.

Wish she'd be more like herself more often. Girl's a sweetheart, she really is.

Gotta discourage her askin' 'bout my time as a sailor, though. That's all in the past, thank the Loas, and I don't think 'Samba'd be appreciative of me blabbin' 'bout how we was. Did manage to get up and outta there before we had a repeat of the last meet.

Tryin' to avoid too much of that.

Anyway, I gotta get to work. Gotta toughen up - and fast.