Saturday, December 11, 2010

So this is extremely awkward

I'm hella tired at the moment, so I'm just going to make this quick, while I eat whatever you call the last meal of the day (dinner) when it happens at 11:30 AM (lunch) and you skipped eating at breakfast time because you were out partying, and just apologise for the drunken ramblings of my last post. I've been out all night/morning on something of a bender with the 'McCafe Chick' I mentioned, who does indeed like Vodka but is not so much into guys, which is pretty much just my luck. Though it did make for some nice discussions on the nature of sexuality. Anyway, I said I'd make this quick, so back to it.

Alcohol is something of a coping mechanism for me in the aftermath of a visit from Him, which is not at all healthy, I know, but I'm not much concerned with health these days. It's a painfully long story, but the conclusion is that I'm allowed to keep writing as long as I'm careful not to say something I'll regret, and I also have a new colleague to look after, which was the reason for His visit in the first place. Of course, He didn't say either of those things in as many words, being that He doesn't say words at all, but I'll tell you all about that when I don't need to sleep so much.

And don't fear, faithful audience of three, I have retained my sanity after yet another visit from Him, as I will always do. I don't know what you want to call His effect on a person's brain in the general sense, but I do get quite a bit of that whenever He's around. It's the lizard on a rock as the shadow of a hawk flies by it all over again, pretty much every time, but I've learnt to deal with it. I always recover, though, because He would prefer I remain as useful as possible, and that means near enough to complete sanity.

I'm sure there's a whole lot of irony in there that I could be exploiting for gallows humour (and gallows is about right), but I really am tired. I'll see you all soon.

Oh, and I'm going to go back and edit out that spelling mistake in the labels of my last post, but the rest of it will stay unedited as a reminder to myself of why I can't be trusted with alcohol and an Internet connection. You have no idea how difficult it is for me not to go back and fix every spelling mistake I made. I might not know the first thing about constructing a sentence or even be particularly good at spelling (thank god for spell-check), but I absolutely loathe misspelled words, you have no idea.


  1. I am very interested in you, Sir!

    I hope that doesn't sound rude.

    err...I'll be watching with great interest?

    I'm sorry, I sound like a tool. Either way, I'll be following you in the future. I know the value of a good bottle of vodka ;)

  2. Seems we aren't as safe on our little island as I thought we were. Naïve of me, perhaps, but one can always hope, haha.

    Unfortunately (or fortunately, maybe) I'm not here to round out your trifecta. There are undoubtably many who believe that what you're doing is wrong, perhaps even using harsher words than I care for, but I cannot help but sympathise with you. As far as I can tell, all other 'Agents' or what-have-you are working for the creature out of desire for power, or insanity, or because it gives them some amount of pleasure.

    So, maybe it's your unique circumstances, or it may even be that you happen to be the first person I've come across that's experiencing such things on the same continent as me, but I feel the need to support you.

    Keep yourself you, Andrew. Who knows, maybe you'll somehow escape this thing with your sanity intact.

    - Red

  3. Thank you, both of you. You wouldn't believe how insanely therapeutic this blog has been since I started it, and it's only been little over a week.

    It's amazing to be able to tell people things, finally, even if I have to watch what I say. What's better is that I get completely coherent, wholly sane responses (seeker notwithstanding) without having to worry if those that do respond properly have got some 'plan' going on that's meant to impress Him at my expense.

    Just thank you, both of you, and especially you, Red. Even if the only way I'm going to get out of this with my sanity intact is by dying, I still appreciate the sentiment.

    Also I so totally wish I had somewhere to sleep that didn't involve after-dark screaming from my room-mates. I have definitely not gotten enough today.

  4. It's great to see that you're back to normal, Andrew. Hope the hangover's not TOO bad. As for your reply to my comment on the previous entry, there is absolutely no apology necessary - I've heard worse things, and you WERE right, in part.

    Your hate of spelling mistakes is fully understood (and shared). Every time I post anywhere I spend at least five minutes staring at the text looking for mistakes and thank the heavens for edit buttons. Heh.

    I'm glad that our collective responses have comforted you. And I'm sure there are more to come.

    I hope you don't mind, but I posted the link your blog at M's. I don't think the only way you can escape Him is in death. Any other of His servants stays a servant due to being either too far gone to try, while you have been blessed with an intact mind. I believe M can help you.

  5. I heard you need a 4th for a party. So basically let me get this straight, you watch over Holloweds that He drops off, a while back it was with another person but then he died, so now it's just you babysitting dead kids because you're afraid of Slenderman and can't run for some reason.

    Dude, I'm typing this from the very cold, very dirty bathroom of a diner (which is where I'll sleep tonight) and that sounds shitty to me. Why the fuck are you doing this?

    - M

  6. Found your blog through slices sounds like your situation is a bit of a raw deal. I would have personally killed myself rather than serve him, but thats just me. I can tell by the way you post that there maybe hope for you yet good luck and don't give up.

  7. I have to be blunt because there's some stuff going on and I've only got about as long as it takes to get enough food for everybody before we leave and this is cutting into my time. To answer your question, M, I mostly do it so that every Christmas I only receive photographs of my brother, rather than small pieces.

    I don't have the time to explain any further, because I need to go pretty much now, and I have had nowhere near enough sleep today anyway to be staring at a computer screen. I mean, the sun hasn't even set yet and I'm already up! Ridiculous.

    Anyway, being that my newest colleague is having a harder time adjusting than He anticipated, as well as being a whole lot stupider and a whole lot braver than I am, I'm afraid I have some work to do. I have a theory going, so I'm lucky we'll be back in a few hours and you'll all get a new post then. If not, then lets just hope it doesn't turn into a few weeks before I can find somewhere with Internet.

  8. 'I have a theory going, so if** I'm lucky.'

    I really wish I could proofread more effectively at such high speeds.

  9. Considering you obviously had some sort of emergency on your hands at the time, you can't really be blamed for missing a word. Hell, even I did up on my previous post. :p

    Is your brother Blind, or is he a Runner? I hope he's okay.

  10. Ow low blow. Yeah but if your brother's mixed up in all this then you could take him with you, keep him safe. At this rate you'll be dead pretty soon. Being near Slenderman for even a little bit of time gives people a bad cough and a need to write in any notebook they can find. Your body can't handle it. You're gonna die if you keep doing this. You seem smart and paractical, and by that logic I think you can see that when I think you have a shitty deal, your deal must be pretty shitty.

    - M

  11. Andrew, your famous! M knows who you are now! And he feels sorry for you! Thats surely something. :D

  12. Hey, it's another Andrew!

    Anyway, since spelling errors bug you so much, just thought I'd point something out for you to fix:

    "I don't know what you want to call His affect on a person's brain in the general sense"

    You mean "effect," not "affect." Easy mistake; I'm an English major and I still have to take a second to think of which one I mean when I write.


  13. Man this is going to be weird talking to you, being that we have the same name, but thanks for the tip! I'll admit to struggling quite a bit with the English language, at times, so the more help the merrier!