Sooo, doing good on my list of things I deserve to get.

-Got a place to live
-With comfy furniture
-Got lots of yummy food
-Got some new clothes
-Got a new hobby
-Got a new friend

There's something I'm still missing though...

So tell me! Who here wants to go on a date with me? This body used to have itself several females clinging to it, one with a good set of tits on it, but the previous owner was too much of an idiot to take advantage of it. So speak up if you want to fill this lonely, gaping void in my life. Maybe I'll fill yours in return.

Don't need to have met you before. I hear blind dates are fuuunn.

[Shirosaki saw fit to decorate the page with badly drawn hearts. Some with holes in the middle.]

[His writing is a bit more unorganized as usual as he's jotting this down hastily from Ggio's place.]

Hey! Anyone out there? I've got a question for the human-y types out there!

What's that game you play on like... the checker board with the castles and queens and kings and horses for pieces? You know, that sophisticated shit. I think it's called Chest, but I figured I'd check first. Anyone know where a guy can pick up a set for himself?

Everyone can enjoy a good game of Chest.

Who says these journal things gotta be for writing only?

( Shirosaki's doodle corner yaaaay! )

Maybe I should get myself a job as an artist since I clearly kick ass at drawing.

Anyone have any requests? Better make 'em while I'm not charging money!

[Again with the chaotic writing, though still organized enough to read. It's written like a five year old with a new box of crayons - big letters and an obvious sense of glee behind it]

THIS PLACE JUST GETS BETTER AND BETTER. I'VE ALREADY STARTED MAKING FRIENDS HERE! WELL I SUPPOSE FRIEND IS A PRETTY STRONG WORLD. ACQUAINTANCES THEN. MORE THAN I USED TO BE ABLE TO HAVE. ZANGETSU AIN'T NEARLY AS ENTERTAINING AS PEOPLE HERE.

FROM WHAT I HEAR, THIS GROUP CALLED THE MAFIOSO MIGHT BE MY KINDA PEOPLE. THINK I'LL SEE IF I CAN'T GET A HOLD OF 'EM FOR A LITTLE CHAT.

SO, LOTS OF FOLKS OUT THERE CAN READ THIS, RIGHT? WHY NOT SAVE US ALL SOME TIME AND INTRODUCE YERSELVES TO ME? I DON'T BITE. LEAST NOT UNLESS YA TASTE GOOD.

[His writing is on the large side, casual but not too messy to read. It doesn't always move in straight lines across the page, weaving up and down now and then.]

I could get used to this place... My own house, my own clothes, and of course my own body. Got no worries and no one to ruin this for me. Time to get myself everything Ichigo never let me have. No more shinigami bullshit. Just me. The way it should be.

Gonna take things slow here, no need to rush. I'll get everything I want eventually. Move into a bigger house. Get some cushy job. Maybe I'll even buy a pony. And name it Ichigo.

Oh sweet irony, you taste sooOOOooooo good.