Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Blasted Day Indeed...


Dear Revenge Journal~

Today has just not been my day.
I awoke this morning from a dreadful nightmare of some old lady trying to steal my car, even though I have absolutely no idea what this ‘car’ is. Oh well, not the less, that one section of the dream was all I could remember, so it stuck with me for most of the day.
Things went from bad to worse when I completely skipped taking my dosage of medicine for the day, spacing the matter while I was brushing my teeth. It seemed that no matter how many times I thought about taking the medicine, I still managed to forget it within the span of two minutes. Bah, thus I suffered from a dark cloud hanging over my head.
If that wasn’t horrid enough, I must have consumed some foul milk around midday. I hadn’t been feeling too well for some time, but it got even worse after I drank that milk. I curled up in the corner for at least an hour, feeling absolutely miserable before it was time for a due trip to the restroom… where I then suffered from the runs.
Revenge Journal… I repeat. Today has just not been my day.
~Dist the Rose

My Personal Army!

My Personal Army!
~ (I'm the one in the chair!) These are my coworkers, who do nothing but be obstinant to me in every way possible, especially the green-haired one!~ art (c) Tales of the Abyss

My bathtub...?

My bathtub...?
~...AHH! Get out of my bathroom! GET OUT!!~ picture (c) to original artist

Once Again Deserted...

Once Again Deserted...
~Gah, this was when I sent a warning letter to Jade and his gang to meet me here in Ketterburg... but the mongrel never showed up! Some nerve...!~ art (c) original artist