I listened to Remus talk for an hour again. Once you're used to him, it doesn't become as much of a burden to just listen to him speak. Even if you aren't actually listening to him. I don't think he really cares if you're actually listening to him. Must be nice.

Once he had finished blabbering on about whatever, he went quiet. Which was weird. He isn't quiet, he even talks in his sleep. That caught my attention, because I realized he was looking at me. "Did you ask me something?" I asked.

He shook his head, "No, I stated something." then he grinned, "You're all down in the dumps again. What's the matter, double-d?" I hate that nickname. I didn't know what he was talking about, well, I did. But I didn't want to talk about it. Not then, and not ever. So I did what I do best. I lied.

"Nothing is the matter, Remus. Go on about going through the garbage again, what did you find?" That seemed to draw his mind away from it, as he beamed so widely. He went off again. Stating all the revolting things he had found, and some he had eaten. How he had mashed some things together to make something "Sooo delicious" when to me it sounds like something someone being tortured would be forced to eat.

I'm pretty sure spider was one of the ingredients, but I don't want to think about it at the moment. If I remember, or if he tells me again, I'll make a note of it. Finding things Remus likes is a little more difficult than you'd think. Not that I want to make him happy or anything. He is perfectly able to do that himself.

-Spider
-Rotten fish
-Bones of unknown source (Probably from the fish)
-Cheese at the bottom of the trash. 

That's what I remember.

Gross.

But you can't expect cleanliness from Remus, The Duke of The Garbage.