Saturday I went to this gathering of sorts, with a few people, on the upper level. It was a promise for entertainment that I found I needed. What with the quiet lull that we've been experiencing as of late. What I found there actually spooked me a bit, just a bit ( Read more... )

I'm surrounded by morons.

Oh, and for your information. I am very attractive, you are blind.

...Right?

[ ooc; ....Oh Kamina. You inspired a journal entry. Strikes can only be seen by people Mello talks to often. Not strangers. ]

....God damn it..

Nothing I do is ever right.

[ ooc; uh.. you have to be a hacker or a close friend to read those strikes. ]

I could really use some books to read on slow days like these.

Are there any book stores on the upper level, or a library? If so, could I pay one of you to go get me some books?

What a fucking tool. I got my gun, but not god damn bullets?

Gee, thanks.

Where the hell is Matt, I'm sure he has some bullets laying about.

You know, I figured when one died they'd either go to Heaven or Hell. I understood this. Now, I'm a rather devote Catholic, so I ASSUMED I would be going to Heaven. This, is not Heaven. It can't be. THERE IS NO WAY. So I'm left to assume this is Hell. Why am I here? Well okay, let's be honest. I haven't lived the best life ever. I've ( Read more... )