Taking some time to update. Okay no I'm not. This one will just be a quickie, because there's too much to report. I'm off Dathomir. Zan has... settled down. The children are beginning their training. There are a few new jokers to add to our deranged sabaac deck.
Not the least notable of which, the sullustian PI, whom I have the sneaking suspicion is still kind of stalking me, though he's technically off the case. Wants me to see a shrink. Ha. He's the first to suggest it that had the dangleberries to tell me so to my face. When the Alliance brought me in for my psych exam back in the day, they treated it like they were taking a wild narglatch to the vet. Knock 'er out, let 'er wake up in a mockingly cheerful little room, strapped to a couch. Apperantly I was a high-risk patient... I assume. That can't be standard procedure, heh. Ugh.. I can't think about that right now. I'll start askin' myself questions that'll lead to no good unless I've got the means to answer them. Ha! maybe I do need a shrink.
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Not the least notable of which, the sullustian PI, whom I have the sneaking suspicion is still kind of stalking me, though he's technically off the case. Wants me to see a shrink. Ha. He's the first to suggest it that had the dangleberries to tell me so to my face. When the Alliance brought me in for my psych exam back in the day, they treated it like they were taking a wild narglatch to the vet. Knock 'er out, let 'er wake up in a mockingly cheerful little room, strapped to a couch. Apperantly I was a high-risk patient... I assume. That can't be standard procedure, heh. Ugh.. I can't think about that right now. I'll start askin' myself questions that'll lead to no good unless I've got the means to answer them. Ha! maybe I do need a shrink.
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