It was definitely great to get back to base camp and then back to the farm. I wasn’t as fucking bad as I thought. Yeah, the fence was down again and that was easily fixed. As for the furniture and for the other things on the list – that will happen in time. However, I think that the Tiller’s Council can see that I will put forth the effort that is required to get my farm working on a better schedule – at least I have help now.
I know that it felt good just to walk through Halfhill again. Fnor was down at the base camp for most of the day, however, the two of us are planning on taking off and heading out for some fishing and laundry at the Jade Temple. We have found a place where people just don’t bother us that much and we can swim as much as want, fish and even cook there without any trouble. It’s a nice place to relax and just try to push the war to the back of our minds.
I’m not sure but I think I saw Amyn today, briefly, in Halfhill. If it wasn’t her, it was someone that was very much like her. She didn’t see me, however, I could tell that she was looking the place over and I know if it was, she was looking for her husband and her son. I’m not going to tell Fnor that I think I saw her because he has almost made himself sick with worry over where she might be – yes, I can understand his feelings and can sympathize with him about it.
At least we aren’t going to start moving more troops to Kun’lai until the middle of fucking next week. I guess all of my reports have to be gone over and we have to wait for more replacements to leave in the Wild before we start pulling our troops out. Wouldn’t do to have the Alliance figure out what we’re doing.
I do know one thing, I am going to get laid before I head out again. I’m starting to get that feeling that I might start howling at the moon like some fucking Worgen or something. One of the things that I have noticed is that there aren’t many women of easy virtue that hang around in Halfhill anyway – they must be at the Temple. A man has needs that only a woman can fulfill sometimes, you can only do so much yourself.
Okay, I am not going to spend my whole day sitting here in the house – messy as it is – writing in a fucking book. I need to get out there and see what has been going on in my absence. Wonder if Fnar’s son and that hot Sentinel are back from wherever they went yet? I have a feeling I know where they’ve been, I don’t think I have seen that many Sentinels in my life as I did in Kun’lai. It’s going to get interesting up there.
I guess Fnor’s sister, the Death Knight, decided to come to Panderia too. She’s still down near Paw ‘don from what I could gather from what Fnor was babbling about this morning when I was in camp. Looks like the whole fucking family and half the company are here in Panderia now. I guess I ought to make a quick trip to Orgrimmar in the morning with some of the dispatches that I know will be ready to be sent and do a quick check in with Faendra to see how the company is going – a part of me wants to see her and a part of me doesn’t. No, I’m not that fucking lonely yet that I would try to give her a tumble after our last meeting. My teeth still hurt when I think about her kneeing me in the balls.
I also wouldn’t mind doing some shopping for myself while I’m down there. I need a few extra buckles, since they seem to be in rather short supply up here. Maybe have some good food at one of the Inns and maybe some conversation with some of the females there. Oh, we have plenty of females up here but they are too busy for any kind of social interaction with this damned war going on.
I know that I see a lot of “couples” up here, which is kind of odd. Can’t tell if they’re married or not or if they are just tent mates with their counterparts. Maybe after I get the farm fixed up, I’ll start looking for a “roommate” like Kal has. I think my biggest problem right now is that I am just physically tired and maybe I’m just trying too hard.