Monday, May 30, 2011

You've got red on you.

Wow, so holy shit, I'm not able to even keep a solid schedule! sorry, everyone! Anyway, I've been seeing less of that business guy, kinda glad, I've been wanting to calm down and then he disappears. I played Borderlands with Ian today, we had some fun, then I popped in my halo disk and played a round of team slayer with him. we demolished.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Thought I might try shooting my way out. Mix it up a little.

Oh shit, hard to believe it's been a week. Not a lot has happened. Haven't heard much from Ian. Salesman fucked off for now. this time he was outside my house, so I went out with my shaun-of-the-dead decorated cricket bat, and he was gone, must have sent him running. Anyway, I'm wondering now if maybe he's part of some aggressive ad campaign, that'd be kinda cool and kinda creepy. After staying at a 50 in black ops since December 31st I finally prestige'd for the first time. Now I'm a level 30. Got a new job. Music store. All I have to do is direct kids to the genre they ask for and I get paid, talk about fucking awesome. Things have been pretty alright recently, minus that fucking creep. I'll be keeping you lovely followers posted more often though, okay? Don't want to disappoint the masses, we all know that feeling. Oh wait, what masses? Haha, alright, enough of my dumb humor, I think I might take a nap.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011


I made it home after two days. I didn't sleep last night. I swore I saw that salesman in Stormy's house. didn't sleep afterwards, just in case. Didn't see him all night, but I felt that he was there anyway, I don't know who the fuck this guy thinks he is, but there's no way I'm gonna let him fuck with me anymore, he's only been around a short while, and yet I want to end his sorry existence, not for a single cause except peace of mind. As long as he's still around, I won't feel safe in this world. I'm going to kill him still. though I'm not gonna be as gung ho over it.

Tuesday, May 17, 2011


I slept in, holy shit. Much better mood now. She scared the fucking pants offa me, haha. I guess you guys have guessed, I'm not over her, and so, I feel like a dork for posting about me not being over her. Turns out the salesman I chased, wasn't the one who follows me. I've got my eye out, and for some reason, my blackops emblem is a faceless guy in a suit, fuckin' weird. Anyway, Had a good night's sleep, for the first time in ten days. Planning on possibly heading home, or not. I don't actually know what to do, oh well.

Monday, May 16, 2011

Oh Fuck no.

I'm going to Storm's' place. I'm gonna smash skulls in, kick ass, take names. They're gonna bite the fucking curb. Whoever's there, hope you like the taste of cricket bat and knuckle sandwiches.

Friday, May 13, 2011

You got a problem, chucklenuts?

I don't need help anymore. Saw that bald dude again, chased him 20 blocks.I'm itching to kill. I want to bash a skull in. Fuck this town, all I need is my best friend. Both of them, actually, my bat, and Ian. Tall guy, I dare you to come at me, I will kill you. I will turn that pale complexion RED. From now on, I don't need emotions, I just need to breathe.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

I'ma clarify, I bought a cricket bat, so that I'm ready for zombies too. I've got red on me.

I'm a force'a'nature.

I got fired today. Some punk came up and started shit with me. I smashed all his fucking teeth and his nose. he isn't pressing charges. I'm really getting tired of all the shit. And what's worse, this salesman-y looking guy kept following me. When I turned around though he looked at me, then turned away for a few seconds like he wasn't following me. But it's hard not to notice a shadow walking behind your shadow all the way home. If he's some fucking perv, I'll bash his face in with my new bat. From now on I take shit from no one.

Sunday, May 8, 2011

And so I cope.

I'm feeling like shit. Wanna hang out with Ian, maybe hack a few games. I'm feeling like I was stabbed in the fucking chest, I smashed my window. Destroyed my parent's room, tried smoking, something new I figured. blech. I'm probably going to be posting daily or every couple days. TF2 will be what I talk about when Valve fixes the saxxy awards. Until then, emotional bullshit that I should be posting in a diary.

Saturday, May 7, 2011

I drink your milkshake.

I'm actually writing a proper post. Over the past couple weeks I was in for some chop. Since about... two weeks ago I've been sucked into team fortress 2. and I mean really sucked in. I've been working my damnedest to get all the scout items, at an alarming pace, to the point all I need is a shortstop, mad milk, bonk, and crit-a-cola, for actual weapons and items. Then I've been heavy into halo and black ops these past couple of days, to the point I'd spend full nights doing run-throughs of campaigns in a mere 2 hours. I've been really distant, so I'm going to try and get everyone back together to talk some other things out. Expect more from me in the future.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

And I emerge from my cave.

I've been playing TF2 pretty obsessively. I had 20 hours in three days. I'll be around more. sleep time now.