Daddy is driving me mad.
He says he has scheduled me a portrait sitting. Another one. We've been doing this for 19 years now. I think I am a bit old for sitting like a priss in some dress, but it will keep Daddy happy. He worries. He said he would like me to go out with friends or even go out on dates. I don't have any friends. All I have is my work. I have a goal. Others might distract me from it. Besides, no one could ever fill Dennis' shoes. No one will ever understand me as he did. I'm fine with burying myself in work to achieve my goal.
Once again I am curled up with my Law and Procedures text while listening to Deep Forest, and it's Saturday night. Other girls my age are out clubbing or dating to whatnot, Daddy has pointed out tonight - TWICE. I have plans to make that do not involve being so silly. Kings pulled me into his office today. Harry Potter will be mentoring me. I am very excited. I hope I don't disappoint him. I'm ready to be in the field. I wish it was not a three year program. I'm ready now. I can not wait until Monday.