I have developped the ability to summon the spirit of a bee by stroking a cow's udder. Still don't have any use for it but so you think I can join the school ?

YEZ, @polo. PSYCHIC HIGH SCHOOL is the land of MILK and HONEY!!!!

If my Enchanted Golden Sharpie has taught me one thing, @polo, it's that you can catch a lot of flies with honey, but you can catch a lot more honeys being fly.

The Yellow Man has visited me again. He gave me a key. To what I don't know. I went to the sea. The bees were there. The town seemed very pleasant and cheerful. Tom, my psychic teacher, grew a beard and laughed. I looked in a mirror and went back home.

I'm contemplating spirit breeding for my school project. Shouldn't be too difficult to find a sturdy metapsychic pen, but I still have to find a dream pellets purveyor. Couldn't find any. I opened my window and screamed.

I've recently summoned the sacred wooly boar of Andromeda. Tried to teach him to play Mah-jong. Bad idea. Thick as as a brick and smells like hell. Spent the afternoon washing my clothes and sheets at the school laundry with Rita, a wraith from the 5th level. Wish she could talk. Haven't seen the Yellow Man for a while. "We dream of a ship that sails away". That's what he told me last.