Journal Entry: Dear Sam

[single_man_tear]

Dear Sam,

Finally made good with my neighbor. By the way she reacted the other day I figured it was some weird fairy stuff. Apparently it's not a fair thing but close enough. Got a shyster warlock to draw up a contract absolving and forgiving obligations and everything went fine.

Stopped by the place I worked trying to find something for the contract. But they had nothing. Boss is hot but knows nothing about hunter gear. I started pulling in orders for various artifacts that may be helpful going forward. Then I stocked up for supplies at the local convenience store which apparently one of the hot bartender owns. The regular bartender not the astrophysicist/god of thunder.

I know. It gets confusing. This island is filled with hot people.

Tomorrow I'm dropping by the bartender/astrophysicist/god of thunder's apartment to fix her door tomorrow. And her headboard.

I'll leave that one to your imagination on why.

Don't buy any green bananas, buddy.

-Dean