Repost because I’m not a clever pony.
Or maybe I am drunk. Whatever.
Forgot to censor the griffon

Anonymous
[omitted]!
Thanks for letting me know, though! You ponies are really nice for letting me know.
Goose Egg? I don't think I know that saying. I could like hire you to clean the houses or something, but most ponies aren't willing to pick up another's mess. I know you can do it though, your a strong pony.
No I’m not. I’m a lazy, weak nothing. I couldn’t last a day doing real work.
I can punch a tree out of the ground and send it flying, but I can’t do physical labor for more than an hour or so before I can barely move.
Edit: Oh, sorry, Goose egg means zero.
*time travels into the past and then steals lyra's dinner before she can eat it, drastically altering the time line, causing this to happen instead of the present equestria we all know and love: yqOK8EPsNDI *

Anonymous
No idea what that garbled gibberish at the end is. Thought maybe it was a Youhoof link, but I tried to plug it in and it doesn’t work.
Lyra... I wish I could help you... The only job I could really offer you is being a manager for one of the houses I rent out... but I don't know how much business you know...
Goose egg on the business experience.
For now I don’t have a choice. But maybe I should start looking around for a job again.
If you ever get desperate enough, I hear Prufrock Prepatory is hiring. They're severely understaffed, which should guarantee a well-paying job, but the headmaster is a huge jerk so you might end up quitting.

Anonymous
Lemony Snicket again?
I wouldn’t have known, but I Yahoof’d it.
It is totally illegal to change a pony into a different creature against their own free will... I'm sorry, I think your a great teacher... well I just say that cause your a great friend.
It’s just…
…
I hate this job so [omitted] much. It just rips at my heart. But it’s all I could find.
Edit: Sorry, I’m a little tipsy right now.
*breaks into your house and steals your dinner just as you're about to eat it*

Anonymous
You didn’t, I already ate, and I’m not at my house as it is in a state of disrepair.
I’m staying with Boscov.
Lyra! I wanted to tell you everything is all right! The real Santalestia is alive and not trying to kill me! I did kill the robot with my pet chicken, so I need a new one as it swallowed it. Know where I can get a chicken at?
Fluttershy has a chicken coop, right?
I've only studied their nervous system so far... I used to have a team research multiple parts of a creature at a time, then we spent a day just reading. It accelerated studying quite a bit having a team. It's a lot slower than what i'm normally used to but it's going fine. How about you? How are school things?
Are you scared Boscov will ever lose control over his blood lust.

Anonymous
Say, have you gotten the obligatory rant/question from Jackleapp yet?

Anonymous
I don’t think so. I tried going back to check, but if she did I would have screenshot’d it (because of the swearing) so I wouldn’t be able to just run a search for her name.
If she did, it was before drawblogs started answering her with pictures.
If not, I’m just not high profile enough.
Good morning Lyra, I haven't seen you in 2 days... Research and all...
Hello, Strawberry.
How’s the research going?
I find it interesting how you and Boscov react towards that butt-obsessed creeper. You say something like "over my dead body," meaning you'll sooner die than allow anything bad happen to Sweetie, while Boscov stated "I will kill you," meaning he was ready to kill somepony to keep anything bad from happening to Sweetie. Not important, but interesting.

Anonymous
Proactive versus reactive.
Generally speaking, proactive is the better approach.

Anonymous
Miserable. I got a letter barring me from another school.
The principle was in the room at the start of the day overseeing. Must not have liked that I had my phone out before class started. You know, when the students are just hanging out doing nothing.
I’d been to that classroom a few times and felt like I was making a bond with the kids.
I want to just…
…
I don’t even know…