Dear journal,

     So, Eliza tells me Liz is an emotional drunk. I wonder what my brother-in-law is when he's drunk. Eliza only gave him a shot, so she hasn't seen him drunk. But he accidentally called her Mrs. Elizabeta Jones. Oh my Lord, he's probably super embarrassed.

     Nothing much has been going on to be honest. Julie and I haven't really pinpointed a date for the wedding, but I've been planning the honeymoon. Of course, I still need to get her opinion on the places I want to go. 

     I don't have much to talk about, but I'm very tired. I just want to write this stuff down before I fall asleep. Admin is, thankfully, giving us a break from the AUs since the demon one was very emotional for both her and us, not to mention extremely stressful for everyone close to us.

     By now, you all know Eliza and I share a room. She has a single bed on the opposite side of the room from me. She's so adorable when she's sleeping. I'd take a picture, but she'd probably kill me. Oh well. I guess I'll just have to describe it in my version of 'vivid details'.

     She's wearing a green nightgown and hugging her pillow. She has a small smile on her face. Her hair is spread out all over the bed and it amazes me how her flower is still safely in her hair. It's hard to explain exactly how adorable my sister looks right now. 

     Well, it's late. I'm going to get some sleep.

-Nyo!Hungary