Dillon Turner

Where the fuck is my husband and who the fuck is getting their throat ripped out for destroying our house?

( To make a long story short )

So. This week has officially been awesome.... for me, at least.

Not only am I married, but once I get my license in the mail, I'll be a licensed cosmetologist. I passed my test!

One great thing about being dead: You can drink like a fish and not get a hangover.

Dillon Barnes Turner. Officially.

I got signed up for 'the big test' (so I can get my cosmetology license) today. Next Thursday I'll be getting completely trashed.... whether it be in celebration or mourning, I don't know, but yeah. I expect a few certain people to come drinking and dancing with me! I might need a babysitter.

I can't figure out if I've changed or if I've always been this way... and I'm just not a scared little bitch anymore.

Once, Herrick stuck this girl in the basement and told us all to leave her alone.

And she used to scream sometimes, but eventually no one seemed to notice it anymore.

And then the screaming stopped. Did anyone else notice?

HailToTheHerrick: You're so scrawny but your cock is really, really great.


Ohhh yeah.

We keep it classy.

I'm so glad you became friends with the internet, Herrick.

Happy Birthday to me...

I'm hungry. Blood bags are awful. When am I allowed to bite people again?

My birthday is Sunday. Wonder if anyone remembers in all of this mess. Don't really expect them to.

Oh my god.

I didn't puke today.

This makes me incredibly happy.

Explaining to my boss today that I'm not coming in because I don't feel well went really smoothly.

If only you could hear my sarcastic tone.

But vampires don't get ill!

...Yeh, really. Well. I am.

What the fuck.

I don't understand why everyone goes on about how out of control newly-turned vampires are. I'm not allowed to do certain things, certain people won't even come near me, and yet... I'm in control. I know I am. I've never lost control, because I knew from the start what that would mean. Herrick is strict, and I think that has a big part in it. Because it's not even like I've ever been a very strong-willed person... but Herrick has kind of forced me to learn self control.


But seriously. Does everyone have shitty sires that let them do whatever they want as babies, or is it just some big bullshit story so fledglings can get away with murder and claim they just ~lost control?


Reid! Can you help me cook dinner tonight? That way, maybe you'll learn how to cook something, too.

I'm going back to work Saturday evening, which I'm really excited about. I'm probably going to be back in class by next Wednesday, we'll see how work goes.

Why am I going back to work before class? Well. There's less people in the shop at a time... Matthew's around most of the time. And there's way less chance that someone in the shop will cut themselves. People are always cutting themselves in class.

I'm not grounded anymore. I'm allowed out of the house. I just... haven't really gone out on my own yet. It's almost like I'm scared to use my freedom. I don't want to fuck up. Especially since I know what I'm capable of now. And I so could have completely ended him so easily if I wanted to. I did want to, in the moment. Virgil had to stop me. That kind of bothers me.

Adrian, get the fuck back to town. I miss you, bitch.

I'm settling into life as a vampire pretty well, I think. It's only been six nights, but already I'm doing really well with controlling myself. I stop myself before accidentally draining someone. I can be alone with Reid (my Turning present from Herrick) and not rip his throat out. Yeah, it's really hard when most of the time all I can think about is blood, but I think I'm just so freaked out that I'll kill someone that it actually helps. I've started getting really into sport type games... which is weird, since the only sports I ever really liked were track and soccer. But playing tag and wrestling and stuff is a really great way to get all of this extra energy out, plus I get to play around with my speed and strength... which is cool. Vampire tag is intense, seriously.

Sasha can tell something's different about me. The first time I went outside to see her, she got really freaked out and growled at me, and that just made me feel great about myself, you know. My own dog thinks I'm scary, now, too. Err, well, she did. After some playing and a bath and some cuddles on the back porch, she forgave me for dying.

I don't think I ever really wrote this here, so I'll do it now. I got my driver's license a couple of weeks ago! Herrick made me drive EVERYWHERE for absolutely no reason. He would demand we ~go for a drive all the time. Well. That stopped when I got Turned, since I've been holed up in the house since then. But! Last night, he finally let me out of the house! I say finally, but I think that's really early to be going out. We went for a drive (I drove, of course) out of town and it was great. Getting some fresh air, getting to see something other than the bedroom... was really nice.

I can't believe I'm writing this, but I really can't wait to get back to school and work. I don't know what to do with all of this time. But I'm also worried about going back... not really because I can't control myself or anything, but because I haven't seen the sun in a week. My schedule has completely flipped into weird Vampire Schedule and I don't think they offer a night cosmetology class since there aren't too many people enrolled in it.

Maybe I should start waking up earlier every night? I don't know. I'll have to ask Herrick. He's so strict, which is weird. And it gets really frustrating sometimes, but I know his being strict is really helping me. If he'd just let me drink bags and bags of blood my first night instead of telling me that I had to pull myself away from my first feeding or he would let me drain them... I don't think there would be any way I could control myself at all. Yeah, I'm hungrier than most newborns, but it's helping me learn how to deal with the hunger, I think.

Anyway, I've rambled enough.

I can't wait to get back into civilization! Ugh!

Does anyone have a good recipe for blood brownies?

Holy shit when does the incurable hangover-esque feeling leave?

And fangs, come to find, are kind of like hard-ons when you first hit puberty. They pop out at really weird times and I haven't figured out how to make them go away yet. But I've only had them a couple hours, so I'm not too worried.

ADRIAN. Come play with me soon?

I think I just want to have a lazy day until I have to start getting ready for Herrick's party thing, whatever it is.

Riley, do you want to come over and watch a chick flick with me? I can make cookies!

So, Herrick's birthday. It was fun. I got him a few basic things... silky funky boxers as a joke, cigars, wine, and an old gun. But then I also made him a present, and I think that one was his favorite. He loves sentimental shit like that. Then, of course, there was dinner. I kind of almost had a panic attack putting it all together, but I think it turned out well. Thanks to everyone that came, by the way, I know I had a good time and I think Herrick did too.

Class has been going really well. I'm the head of my class, and my teacher even lets me come in for a few extra hours here and there so I can get my license earlier. I can't wait to just be done already and start working in a salon. Come on, come on, time go by faster.

I'm throwing a party for Herrick. Anyone who wants to help is welcome to.