Hey, Squall! How are things?

I don't know about you, but I'm on top of the world tonight! And you wanna know why? 'CAUSE I'M FREE! FREE! FREE AS A BIRD!

I should start at the beginning. I was hard at work at the diner this morning, back to getting yelled at by the customers again, and even by the manager. The people at the diner were making absolutely sure my day was a living hell. So much so that I just wanted slit all their throats and then slit my wrists and die so I wouldn't have to go to prison for murdering their annoying asses.

But then, two hours into the workday, I got a pleasant surprise. Just as some woman was going to throw her order at me (which I'd gotten wrong, by the way), who show up but . . . drumroll, please . . . Kiros and Ward! They'd come all the way to Deling City from Esthar! I'd never been so happy to see some familiar faces!

The manager came out and demanded to know what they were doing there, and Kiros blindsided the ass with quite a bombshell: HE'D BROUGHT ALL THE MONEY I OWED TO THE DINER! See, I'd been E-mailing Kiros and Ward about my troubles here every day, and Kiros explained that they were tired of hearing about everything and just decided to do something about it. So they flew here from Esthar just to pay off my debt! Very reliable friends, unquestionably!

Now, the manager had a full-on conniption because, as it turned out, his verbal punching bag (me) was now off the hook and now he'd have to yell at his staff just for the hell of it to blow off steam even when they do only the slightest things wrong. He actually liked having me here if only for the verbal abuse! Can you believe that son-of-a-bitch?! But still, he let me go. So I turned in my apron and the three of us headed for the jet they'd used to come here.

But then, I stepped out into the street and a car nearly ran over me. So I jumped out of the way and experienced a bout of deja vu as the car crashed right into the diner, taking out everything on the outside and much of the inside. The only thing missing was the death of the retarded diner. Oh, wait. No, there was one this time, too.

So . . . the whole place was a mess once again, thanks to me.

But the difference is, Kiros, Ward, and I didn't wait around for the manager to get mad. We just ran our asses off until we got to the jet and flew home faster than Ward lost his voice!

So, I'm back here at the Esthar Presidential, resuming my stressful life as the President. Back to getting worked up over the smallest problems and pandering to the people's needs.

I wouldn't have it any other way.

I'm going to bed now. I've got a lot of work to do tomorrow as the one giving orders, this time!

Yours truly,
Laguna

P.S.,

While I was stuck in Deling City, Kiros taped a few episodes of that new reality show you and Rinoa went on: The Amazing Final Fantasy Race. I'm gonna watch it for sure tomorrow and see you guys steamroll over the other teams!