Date: May 1, 2001

 

Time: 19:00pm (7:00pm)

 

Case #00-0002

 

                The free time that seemed to be present without the day was spent entirely with good intentions. Well… that’s the way it SEEMED anyway.  Tim came knocking at the door with a backpack over his shoulder; apparently he was on his way home when he decided to stop over. Of course, I thought he was just coming over for a nice hello or… maybe a stop to drink. But instead he needed a ride….to Home Depot. He said he needed to get a couple of 2x4s to build a skateboard ramp. Then, I asked him why Bruce couldn’t just TAKE him to get it and he told me… “He won’t LET me. That’s why YOU gotta take me!”

 

 

 

                The poor boy. Extremely innocent at times. That FACE he does—you know the one-- The puppy-dog eyes I pretty much  caved in from there. So I took him to the warehouse so he could get his piece of wood. Well, as we were coming out of the store, after paying for his purchase, he stopped at the front counter where one of the cashier’s was assisting a customer.

 

Tim: Hey—excuse me.

Cashier: *turns* Yes?

Tim: *points to the 2x4s*  Can I have a BAG for these?

Cashier: Sure *grabs a bag* Oh wait—you’re pulling some kind of JOKE on me aren’t you??

 

Heh heh, the boy’s CUTE—I’ll admit THAT!

 

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Oh! Wally came over and stayed a few hours and… messed around. He SHOWED me how to make a BEAN shooter out of a plastic bottle, a rubber band, and a balloon! So after we MADE them we went outside and gathered little rocks and started shooting them around. Haha! He SHOT me in the back of the leg.. And MAN did it HURT! I’ve got a NICE red mark there now—he shot me someplace else—but we won’t GET into that one. He left about fifteen minutes ago, went to get dinner. Something’s telling me that he’s probably going to spend the night tonight—Oh well, I can’t blame him!

 

                You remember that charity race between Superman and the Flash? I FINALLY was able to get Wally to give me a picture! I was only kind of sorry that I wasn’t able to be there for the race. I bet it must have been exciting! Then again, if you look back to that the Weather Wizard did—trying to destroy Metropolis—I think I felt a lot safer here in Gotham… well… for the  present moment anyway. Back to the picture! I DO think they caught the Scarlet Speedster’s better side. Don’t ya think?

 

 

                Wouldn’t you believe that the day is going by SO slow?? I tried to get in touch with Kara, but so far she’s not answering her phone—nor her computer. I know she was telling me about this trip she was going to take and wasn’t going to be around much. That I know—but yet, she’s like my BEST friend, it’s only in my nature to worry about her, ya know? Kinda hope Clark’s watching after, making sure she’s okay! OOOH maaan, if he ISN’T.. you KNOW something’s gunna happen! Ha! YEAH right, he’s like what—ten or TWENTY times stronger than me? He can snap my neck in a SPLIT second! Maybe—I’ll just back away carefully and let him do what he’s destined to do. Maybe that would work out?

 

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