I'm not sure what to think anymore.

I know shit is going down, but I can't figure out what to do about it.

It's like I am in some kind of game.

Someone had broken into my house apparently. They left some weird drawings sprawling across my desk and one taped to my monitor.

If requested I can start taking pictures of this stuff so you guys can kind of understand what I mean.

I don't know where to advance from here.

Well, let's just hope things don't get anymore weird than they already are.

I am going to catch up on some rest and then try and get a grasp on the situation.

Is one symptom of Him following you that your friends start to act really weird. Because my friend is freaking out about what is happening. Talking to me about posts that don't exist or people that aren't real. I guess I should be more believing considering where I am at but it is still just flat out peculiar.

Until next time, I'm off. Peace.


-AtP

One
Two
Three
Four
Annex won't sleep anymore.
Once come night
There will be no fight.
In your hands will lie
Whether he will live or die.
Answer this question right and he shall be fine
Answer wrong and he is next in line.


What would Annex miss doing most?


I will give you some aid
It is his hobby which will not fade.
He partakes in it all the time.
Most would think of it a crime.

-aTp

I don't know where to start.

Things are starting to get fucking weird.

First off, there are drawings that are starting to show up.

Circles with X's through them. I know I have seen that symbol before but I can't place it.

There are also pages in my journal that have some odd drawings that I know I didn't do. I don't have that kind of time or artistic skill.

Another thing is the whole Thanksgiving trip. I didn't go yet everyone has been talking about how I was acting strange and that they were worried.

I don't know anymore. I'm tired.

I would be afraid if I wasn't just so damned tired and angry.

Fuck this guy. Why me? What the fuck did I do to deserve this.

Isn't this one of the stages of death? Anger?

Yeah. That's just a pleasant thought.

Fuck this, I'm out.

-AtP

how
do
you
fight
that
which
you
can
not
see?
how
can
you
fight
it
from
your
sleep?
do
you
get
it
yet?
it.
is.

OVER

-aTp

Thanksgiving!

I had quite the Thanksgiving.

First I flew down to DC and hung out with some higher ups in a random bar.

This led to them taking me into a strip-club.

Then I found $1,000,000 dollars on the ground in a briefcase.

Did I lose you yet?

I didn't do anything for Thanksgiving. Why would I? I was supposed to head down to my family's house.

I didn't.

I was supposed to have dinner with my family.

I didn't.

I was supposed to hang out with some friends who I haven't seen in a while.

I didn't.

It's not like I didn't want to go. I got into my car to leave then woke up about 15 minutes ago. My car didn't move, I was still in the drivers seat in the same clothes I had worn before I was going to leave and the food I was bringing went bad.

I just got a text from my parents.

They had fun with me this weekend at the dinner at my Brother's house.

Yeah.

I didn't go.

What?

Fuck you Slendor-ass-hat.

Fuck you.

-AtP

things are not what they seem.

no one knows the truth of the matter.

i am blind but i can see.

i am deaf but i can hear.

i am dead but i am alive.

i am afraid but i am not scared.

time to go.

there is so much to do.

where to begin

-aTp

40th Post!

Today has been quite the interesting day.

I am almost finished with House of Leaves. Quite a bad ass book so far.

I have been completely sober all of today and most of yesterday. I doubt I will partake in anything until tomorrow.

A couple of friends of mine are making a band and I got the offer to be their manager/sound equipment specialist. I feel honored, but for now we are just trying to build a studio in one of the guy's back yard. Got the pieces to fix up a shack yesterday and we are expanding it over the week.

It is impossible to get any work done with Thanksgiving coming up soon. Classes are either changing dates to turn in papers or canceling class to go a few days early. I am not really complaining about missing classes but it is still lame when I force out a bullshitted paper and then learn I had another week.

Rambleramblerambleramble.

Anyone ever seen Chowder? Radda radda radda.

I love that show.

Anyways, I don't really remember much of yesterday. I remember sleeping most of the day, finally, and I remember moving back into my old place fully, but other than that I don't remember too much. You'd think I would be used to that by now.

Wait. I just noticed something. Why does it say that I have 40 posts? I only see 37? Hmm. Well it must be a glitch or something.

Gah I need to become more focused. I need coffee. coffeecoffeecoffecoffee

I found my journal today! Big news for me because I get to use it tomorrow for class to doodle. It was the passenger seat of my car. I am glad about that.

Well, until next time, I'm off. Peace.

-AtP