Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Largish update

"Where have you been!?" Asks my four fans. Well sit down kids! Its story time!

As I have mentioned earlier, I am a member of Academic Decathlon. We just went to our state competition. I got back Monday, got sick Tuesday, and here I am today. Ian is also on the team, so we had basically the same experiences in Sacramento. On the way there we spotted Him about fifty times...wait sorry. Ian actually counted, and is saying it was forty-three. My bad. Once we arrived at our hotel (the Hyatt), we noticed from our shared room on the eighth floor that across the street, He was watching us, standing on top of a building's roof as tall as our room. About half the time we looked out the window He was there. All five days. I'd comment on the competition, but I doubt you'd care. Yesterday I got sick, as I said. And no, I don't think it was Proxycitus. It was the common cold, its going around here. You'd think after all that time we'd have some great, cool new fact, but we don't. I'm still just as clueless as I was when this shitstorm started. Still listening to advice if you have any. Thanks for reading my rambling shit when you could be reading something good. Thanks for caring. Will post when something actually happens.

EDIT: Forgot to mention, but several of my text documents have replaced all instances of the word 'the' with 'die'. If this is from you, Slendy, it is quite lame.

3 comments:

  1. Dear Mr. Roy Earl Hankins,

    I am contacting you on this day, March the sixteenth, in order to inform you of the fact that I will soon be sending a few of my associates to deal with you and your quaint little friends.

    Your enemy,
    The Card Carrying Villain

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  2. Um, how the hell do you know my middle name, stalker? Whatever. Your username's tacky. If you come near me, restraining order. Got it?

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  3. Dear Mr. Roy Earl Hankins,

    Apologies for my late reply, however I have just finished debriefing my associates, who shall arrive at the homesteads of you, Mr. Alexander Dukes, and Mr. Ian Webber on March the 27th at noon. Please perish quietly, I would rather not injure you family members, but I shall if it becomes necessary for you to 'play ball'.

    Your enemy,
    The Card Carrying Villain

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