Phyllis Sidheuaine

An update on Yoh: he informed me that he'll eat almost anything so I'll introduce him to venison "tacos" (using Navajo fry bread for the "shell" instead of tortillas.)

He's somewhat of a heartbreaker with the lingering sadness in his eyes (he told me that he was shot by the person he confessed his love to [it's a good thing I can't get my hands on the person that did that. ]) I've called a friend of mine to have a few sessions with Yoh, perhaps weaning him to group sessions later.

Ah, well. I thought I'd get that off my not-so-ample chest.

Phyllis Sidheuaine

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Ah, I thought you guys might like a final tally from the Thanksgiving chow-down (95 turkeys, 25 deer, 10 industrial-size tins of vegetarian Peking duck, 1/2 ton of potatoes, 1/2 truckload of turkey and giblets :kitty: food [gave several ferals a treat], I-lost-count-how-much Navajo fry bread and cornbread, 75 pumpkin cheesecakes, 75 pecan pies, don't even ask how much cranberry sauce or vegetables gave their lives to the feast. . . .)

Several of my guests have signed up for the Polar Bear Plunge (it is something where normally sane people go swimming on New Years Day in Lake Michigan [ ], oftentimes for one charity or another.) Those who do it successfully become members of this one club here in Wisconsin, although, I believe there are Polar Bear clubs elsewhere in the US. Ah, well, they'll learn (except the snow spirits who will just love the cold.)

We also went to the local fete, the Holiday Folk Fair (got some dancing and a lot of eating in.) Yoh was rather popular with the Chinese, even though he's actually Japanese (I think.) He speaks two dialects fluently (yes, I was green with envy) and he picked up a few telephone numbers and something for his :kitty: roommate (a little toy that they can both play with.) A few drunks found out the hard way to leave him alone (they found themselves waking up in a jail cell with definite hangovers and a few discrete bruises.) I guess that's what one can get for pestering Chinese or Japanese underworld.

Ah, well. I'll let everybody go now.

Phyllis Sidheuaine

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Ukitake got back from Long Island (he's lucky that Wren picked him up because the cold isn't good for his lungs.) He's quite angry about the situation that "called" him there (a man was trampled to death at a local store that belongs to a national retail chain.) He's using words they don't teach you in any semester Japanese (some of you understand what I mean, don't you?) He's even angrier than he was when the "gatecrashers" tried something with Shouko (the clarinet player) which I thought was impossible. Neither the :kitty:s nor his subordinants will even go near him right now. Perhaps I should slip something into his tea to get him to relax. . . .

Keigo's complaining again about the "sneak attacks" courtesy of the :kitty:s (he should know better than to try and sneak past them.) Gotta get the Betadine.

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Ah, snowstorms. A way to loosen up frayed tempers (aka snowball battle.) Most of the :kitty:s are content to stay inside (the Siberians and Norwegian Forests the exceptions) but those who are going out are just a quick jaunt outside then rushing back inside for delicious food and warm beds.

There have been several requests from the snow spirits to let them go have a "celebration" of their "element" (sleds, toboggans, skis, etc.) but the best places for those items around here aren't safe. In fact, they're posted as restricted, so I've been splitting them into two teams for a prolonged snow war (forts and all.) I feel sorry for everybody who gets caught between them. A huge supply of white flags are waiting for everybody else (as well as mulled cider, hot chocolate, tea and coffee [coffee courtesy of my suppliers since I don't drink the stuff.]) Later we're making cookies and pies. Hey, it keeps them warm and semi-out-of-trouble.

Yoh has been really helpful now that he's gotten in the swing of things (he's designated himself as the security guard for those who don't have one, especially the clarinet player.) The twins are grateful for that (they can focus on protecting their boss's "friend".)

Uh oh. Out and out skirmish. Gotta go.

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The snow spirits are ecstatic (winter storm warning with expected snowfall of at least 7" [crazy spirits].) The :kitty:s are staying in (smarter than the rest of us) and are being treated to classical and jazz concerts (totally impromptu, I swear!) The Baroque cello is a favorite of theirs, especially in Eine Kleine Nachtmuzik and Stille Nacht, as well as the Pink Panther theme on the piano and clarinet (you should see their tails. *shakes head)

Yoh's reading to his personal therapy :kitty: books in Chinese (says that it'll keep him in practice [whatever floats his boat, I guess].) I finished up something he seems to enjoy: Chinese fish balls. (Get your mind out of the gutter!) A friend of my friends Tyler and America delivered the stuff when she heard that there was a Chinese speaker staying with me and she just had to meet him. Therefore, seven large packages of freshly made fish balls and six large boxes of Chinese books were her excuse for the visit. I gave her steamed buns, half with red bean paste, the other half with finely chopped Chinese vegetables as well as spring rolls that just need to be fried. Next time we're going to give her latkes.

Gotta go. Several of the :kitty:s are nosing around the fish balls (gotta protect Yoh's stash.)

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Everybody's busy with the New Year's celebrations (several kilos of fish have given their lives for the feast, as have several kilos of hopping john and spinach.) Yoh's quietly celebrating with roommate, sharing a Fishy Feast festival (Yoh's freshly cooked, the :kitty: a bowl of Fishy Feast :kitty: food), a shy smile sliding onto the human's face as he sneaks a morsel of his fillet into her bowl and several surreptitious scratches between the ears.

The performers are all taking turns entertaining "the troops", the puppeteer mingling between his sets (Yuki's playing for the stage show since he's somewhat familiar with the music [coming from a family with a long history of performing traditional Noh].)

I have been adding some sean nos songs that I have as a change of pace from all of the Japanese and English (not that I have anything against them, but, well, cultural diversity, y'know. . . .) Too bad I don't have any klezmer music (especially the stuff from Itzhak Perlman's In the Fiddler's House.) *sigh* Ah, well.

Gotta go. Gate crashers, and several weapons are being drawn/powered up.

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Several more guests, but two of note (one human, the other feline.) Takasu (the human) seems a bit disoriented while Shirayuki (aka the :kitty:, aka Princess) is taking it a bit more in stride, but I guess that's what happens when one enters in the midst of sparring (I don't know if it was a claymore, a spear or the shuriken that flew just by his nose and embedded halfway into the wall that was the cause.) The way he choked out "Princess" spoke volumes (Keigo, with his ability to avoid getting hit by the same attack twice, was rather helpful in escorting the group across the "sparring yard".) The newcomers are currently digesting their dinners and some are sleeping.

Speaking of Keigo, he has issued a challenge/threat: if none of the previous posters to this thread posts something before the next installment, the next installment will be from him.

Chii has issued an even stronger challenge: if nobody posts (whether a previous poster or a newbie) she's posting (let's just say, :kitty: at the keyboard!)

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I saw the apartment next to mine that's vacant (again.) Some of my "guests" called it to my attention (long strings of Japanese can do that, y'know) and I couldn't believe how bad it is! Crayon and permanent marker markings all over the walls, magazine pictures glued onto doors, just a generally trashed studio (and the manager had worked on cleaning for about a week!) Several of my guys are helping out (and she's grateful for that!) but they are keeping quiet about where they're staying (luckily!) Excuse me. . .

Ah, there's a food call? Let them know it's on its way, okay? Chopsticks, too. Okay. I'll send one of the girls over with it as well as a few of the :kitty:s.

I can't believe how bad it is. They started working today at about 10 this morning and they're still cleaning at 1634! I think I'll tuck some drinks in the care package. Gotta go. Food call for "the troops".

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Just got the news that another of my neighbors is getting evicted (probably sent to a hospital or something like that) because he's a danger to himself and to others. The :kitty:s are quietly celebrating (I feel they're going to get rather noisy once he's gone. )

Anyways, the trashed apartment's being worked on (still) and quite a few of my guests are assisting (sometimes good food can be used as a bribe to be useful. ) Today's bribe is really cheesy bread (Italian bread dough with shredded cheese kneaded throughout, rolled up "jelly-roll" style with slices of provolone) and "Italian" sloppy joe "meat" and sliced caramelized onions to make sandwiches. I figure it won't take too long to throw together a sandwich plus they (the sandwiches) wouldn't take the workers away from what they have to do for more than a couple of minutes. Economical on two fronts!

Oh, before I forget: Chii's asking for another visit from [member]. She misses him. Hint, hint.

Gotta go. Just received a message that I need to do more kitchen duty.

Phyllis Sidheuaine

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*looks out the window*

Ah, you caught me. I'm just watching the crazy snow spirits playing outside (wind chills are -30 F. here in Milwaukee [I'm staying the hello-and-how-do-you-do inside, thankyouverymuch!]) The kitsune and werewolves are curled up in the warmest part of the complex, just getting up to eat and use "the facilities".

Yoh is really popular with many of the female neighbors as well as the manager (in spite of. . .) as is his :kitty:. He's getting attention from even the shiest :kitty:s in the colony (I'd hate him if he wasn't so adorable in the "I'm lost in this place so can you help me?" way.)

Gotta go. Yoh's in trouble (mobbed by neighbors.)

Phyllis Sidheuaine

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