Dino Notes (What’s My Age Again?)
(-This page has dirty, muddy fingerprints on it.-)
Dear Diary,
I’ve been trying to ask Guido questions, but it takes him so LONG to talk. I’m really used to just knowing what my friends are saying, or other people just talk. I know it isn’t HIS fault he can’t talk out loud, though. He’s a dinosaur… a really small dinosaur.
I’m gonna ask him questions.
He’s just eating the stick. I gave him one because he used something to write on the tower but he just wants to play, which is pretty cute, but not what I was expecting and I don’t think dinosaurs eat sticks but I guess since he’s a dinosaur he would know better than me about what dinosaurs eat. But don’t they he said he’s 3!
Temporal revivification ???
Weird. I have to look that up next time I get a way to.
Diplodocus carnegii (Guido) said time displaced? Doctor Conroy sucks
Doctor Conroy is good, Doctor Bright is bad (knew that)
Guido can tell when things are weird with time? He can sense something called Temporal Radiation.
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Guido says he’s that old. But he also says that he hatched three years ago. So the dinosaur… I mean, I guess dinosaurs are that old? I can’t think about a number that big really well. 153,691,074… does that include the three? I think it does. How does he remember that much? I barely remember how old I am… how long have I been doing this?
I can’t remember. I think it’s been a couple years, but it’s hard to tell… I remember things I got, and time passing, but really I wouldn’t know Christmas had passed if I didn’t see the lights in Marcellus. I must have missed them in Surrey ? Do people celebrate
I guess it doesn’t matter if I know or not. I know I’m younger than pretty much everyone I’ve met, and that it’s weird to have kids on these. Everyone’s adults and mostly guys… it’s weird BEING a little kid here. But I got here just like everyone else, and people still act like I’m the same person I was when I started. Or before that.
I guess it can be a good thing. People don’t get I guess that I can do things unless they know me a little. And being a surprise helps me being kind of scary. And I like being scary, like I said! Maybe it’s the same thing? Like being scary and being a kid? I don’t know anyone who’s the kind of scary we are… I remember Mister John I think his name was who said he had a lot of ghosts in a ring or something? But he wasn’t scary and his ghosts weren’t his friends.
I don’t need to know how old I am, I guess- my friend doesn’t know how old she is, or her name. Sally doesn’t remember her age either, but if I think about it, I can’t think of any reason I need to know. It’s not like I’m getting a drivers lisence or anything? Or going to school or getting a job or going to college or getting a house or watching adult movies all the other things people need to know your age for !
(-The doodles at the bottom of the page are: An apple, cemetery gates, Guido, and a car.-)