To ripen.
surely the wish-granter wouldn't be that evil, not to give you another go at it. Another crack.
I only wish I could hold it against you. No. I wish that I could wish I could hold it against you. Or maybe it's even three wishes. Who knows. I don't really wish anything.
I like to think that I am not just doing this for myself.
And if you’re happy, I’m happy!
Don't want to be alone?
Enough so I can go for 12 days, and come back for a few days to rest.
So painful that you had to tell me and make me suffer too?
They can rot in hell, then? Whatever.
Work was work. Haha. Just work. Nothing exciting... oh. I did hand something in. No word yet, though.
