Trolls and toads.

I've actually got people commenting on this blog thing. Holy shit on a shingle. I didn't expect that. and no, no sarcasm in that.

but I'm confused. I don't know these two people. I don't like these two people. what the hell are they doing here? They both act like they're doing me favors, but I'm not seeing it.

is it any of their business that I look like death on a good day?

I started writing this for my own peace of mind. maybe a little out of boredom. Some curiosity. Not for some god complex lunatics that think I need advice or pity. I don't. I need the catharsis. maybe get this off of my mind.

When I started getting enigmatic bullshit about some "copycat...." I don't know. Copycat? Like, the character in Pokemon Copycat? I don't know.

And this Lucia that seems to be a big player in the game here.....I don't want to think about that. Who is she? I don't know. I'd rather not know.

oh yeah, Vizzini? I don't need welcomed to his goddamn game. I was here when you were still picking your nose and eating it....that is to say, granted that you don't STILL do that.

I need to stop bitching about this blog though. why whine about people any more than I already do? Actually, I came on here tonight to whine about what's been bothering me since last night. I had a sort of deja vu dream. Being chased by something I thought I've long since outrun. not like these goddamn people in my life, no. Something greater. The biggest conglomeration of bad mojo, ill-wishes and teeth that I've ever seen. This recurring monster in my dreams that I thought I escaped a long time ago.

Well it showed up in my dreams again last night, and I could swear that I'd seen the setting before. It was like a jungle, with plenty of tree roots to trip over and get subsequently munched. but I didn't trip. I just kept on running like a rabbit and it just kept laughing until I swore I was going to die of fear.

yeah, bring on the Slender Man. I'd like to go back to my normal, comfort-zone feeling of terror, now.