Friday, February 6, 2009

Diary... of a Diary

Preface:
My life's story is not exciting... I was created at a factory, placed on a shelf, and bought by a thirteen year old drama queen whose entire world revolves around boys, gossip, and the horrible ways her parents embarrass her. I have decided that since no one really knows exactly the flair a diary could have, were it allowed to have it's own voice, I shall record my life in a diary.. of sorts. Mine is more a thought pattern... considering a diary is what I am how can I write in what I am... rambling sorry.

Day One:
She bought me this morning... I could almost hear her uncultured voice saying to her mother. "Mom, all the other girls have pink diaries.. why do I have to have a nasty red one?" She didn't say that though, she merely snarled her nose up at my beautiful rose red cover and said thanks without a note of appreciation tainting her speech. I know my life is going to be anything but enjoyable at this point...sigh.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Trapped

It was bright... the sun reflected off of the snow, and I was lost. I had been out several times already that day, and I knew that the weather was taking it's toll on my body. I was feeling sore... all over... and it DID NOT feel good. I decided to take a break and I lay out on the snow trying to keep from getting soaked. I failed. My mind journeyed back to

Day had dawned early for me that day. I don't know how I got caught up in the frenzy so early, but I did. Now I was trapped in a hectic sledding escapade and I didn't know how to escape. The ringleader was a tough cookie to crack, but I finally managed. Actually, the chilly weather finally seeped into the kidnapping fiend's bones and she released us to get warm. Oh how little I knew....

She fed us. I guess she was trying to lull us into a false sense of security. Everyone fell for it but me. While they all stuffed their faces with delicious hot spaghetti and some sort of pudding with oranges, I was scoping out the kidnapper's abode. Clean, orderly... too orderly. Everything was alphabetized. The walls started closing in. I had to get out!

She left under the guise of some work necessity and kicked us out of her apartment, but I knew... I knew she wasn't through with us yet. My colleagues and I went to study and she seemed to be there.. always watching. She struck again at three that afternoon. She kidnapped me strapped me in my boyfriend's car and made me go sledding. I screamed and kicked but they didn't hear me... it was all on the inside. I laughed and made jokes. I was incognito though... surveying their oddities and trying to figure out how it all fit together.

Now here I am stuck in the snow freezing. I have already attempted injury and my body won't cooperate. I know that someday someone will find me laying on a deflated inner tube and wonder how I died.

Oh wait.. here they come.. I am sure they are only going to kidnap me to some further fiendish plan of theirs. They promise food and fun.. but I am watching.. always watching.. hehehehe.

Friday, January 23, 2009

Information Overload!

For those of you who believe they know something odd about me (which you probably do), you have yet to scrape the surface of my vast store of disturbing intellect. Not disturbing as in nasty grotesque or wrong. Disturbing in the sense of unusual. Check out my profile and go to my other blogs.. and experience... Information Overload. (Kinda cool how my title and last little blurb go together huh? I uh.. did that on purpose.)

Friday, January 9, 2009

Months?

It's been ages since I blogged. Pathetic...
OH well!
I have managed to acquire the newest Nancy Drew game and beat it.. though I have yet to figure out why it was such an odd bad guy. Hm... anyway.. I am going to blog when I actually have something mysterious to report. Besides the fact that it's been months since I blogged and I have yet to actually blog about that story I promised anyone who reads this. I hope you all enjoyed your Christmas. I did..