Saturday, August 30, 2008
Day 5: Check Out My Drawing Skillz
So, I got bored, and started drawing. It's just a first attempt I know, but its a picture of me and the guy that keeps staring at me creepy. Usually I just draw pictures of people I don't like and throw it away as sort of a therapy thing... but I think I did particularly well on this one, so I kept it. I've always been bad at drawing hands and faces though. That reminds me - I talked to this priest guy today... well, I talked to him as his brother, who was a priest... anyways, it's complicated. Long story short I freaked him out, and I could tell I went too far with the way he was going on about how he didn't regret his choices, blablabla. So I tried to push him away cause he started getting really aggressive - but I didn't realize the big guy was so light. Anyways, he's crumpled against some tree now, so I'd better ditch before his friends get here and this gets ugly. Crap, forgot to get food while I was out... and thats the sole reason I went out today. Stupid!
Friday, August 22, 2008
Flash...present?
Day 1: What is going on here? No, really, what the frick is going on? I'm minding my own business on my island, and now there's freaking planes dropping out of the sky, bald guys staring me in the face, soldiers shooting at me... this place is a wreck.
Like just the other day, I was mowing the yard, knocking down some trees and whatnot, near the beach where I usually get my delicious boars from, but something seemed very different this time. There were camp fires on the beach, and strange people sitting around...ON MY BEACH! When I moved here in the 60s this was a safe neighborhood, but now it's just not a safe place to raise a family anymore. Anyways, I'm too scared to go back down there for now what with all the plane wreckage and angry people. Might check things out a little later when things calm down...
Like just the other day, I was mowing the yard, knocking down some trees and whatnot, near the beach where I usually get my delicious boars from, but something seemed very different this time. There were camp fires on the beach, and strange people sitting around...ON MY BEACH! When I moved here in the 60s this was a safe neighborhood, but now it's just not a safe place to raise a family anymore. Anyways, I'm too scared to go back down there for now what with all the plane wreckage and angry people. Might check things out a little later when things calm down...
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