my first entry from england... via the narration of Jack
Me: i want to right a live journal entry... but i dont even know where to start
Jack: "I am writing this from England, isn't that special"
"In England the keyboard is upside down and the money features women, thus proving the superiority of American money, as it only bears men and eagles"
"the way the pyramid eye God intended it"
"who cares about genuine value when you have symbolic value?"
Me: hahaha
Jack: "also the cheese here is exactly the same as at home"
Me: nice
Jack: "leading me to believe I never actually left the country and someone is playing an extremely elaborate prank"
Me: omg im just copy pasting this to my livejournal
Jack: "I have copy pasted all the previous statements"
"talking to myself and narrating has become a new habit in this potentially foreign land, potential prankster's paradise"
"as dementia sets in I remember well my dearest Robert, how truly sad it is that we should have to depart in such a manner"
Me: hahahahahah
oh man i love you!
Jack: "I suspect the cholera shall take from me your visage"
"and never again shall I see the eyes of my beloved"
and then the journal continues her in her descent into madness and later, death
*with
the latter of course having the most entries and being drawn out over the course of 5 entries
2 before, 3 after
Me: ...?
Jack: death
see it's the cholera she caught from her father, who was the maharaja of a small province in India
her father and mother have long since passed but the red death has already locked her in its clutches
it's really just one of the saddest stories ever told
one which clearly isn't being made up as I go along because it really happened
and isn't at all a complete of work of fiction at all
thank you jack
Jack: "I am writing this from England, isn't that special"
"In England the keyboard is upside down and the money features women, thus proving the superiority of American money, as it only bears men and eagles"
"the way the pyramid eye God intended it"
"who cares about genuine value when you have symbolic value?"
Me: hahaha
Jack: "also the cheese here is exactly the same as at home"
Me: nice
Jack: "leading me to believe I never actually left the country and someone is playing an extremely elaborate prank"
Me: omg im just copy pasting this to my livejournal
Jack: "I have copy pasted all the previous statements"
"talking to myself and narrating has become a new habit in this potentially foreign land, potential prankster's paradise"
"as dementia sets in I remember well my dearest Robert, how truly sad it is that we should have to depart in such a manner"
Me: hahahahahah
oh man i love you!
Jack: "I suspect the cholera shall take from me your visage"
"and never again shall I see the eyes of my beloved"
and then the journal continues her in her descent into madness and later, death
*with
the latter of course having the most entries and being drawn out over the course of 5 entries
2 before, 3 after
Me: ...?
Jack: death
see it's the cholera she caught from her father, who was the maharaja of a small province in India
her father and mother have long since passed but the red death has already locked her in its clutches
it's really just one of the saddest stories ever told
one which clearly isn't being made up as I go along because it really happened
and isn't at all a complete of work of fiction at all
thank you jack