Remember when I used to talk about boring observations on the general socio-economic diversity represented by the Slendervlogs? Do you? Cuz I do. I guess I've succumbed to the internet's siren call and this is my new "bitchin' spot".
So I never did find my hoodie, which pisses me off to no end. I loved that thing, it was a gift from a friend. And it's officially not there. I gutted that closet and all I found was waaaay too much stuff crammed up against the back of it, and a weird pile of damp leaves at the bottom.
The strange noises returned, and I swear to god they are now louder than before if that is possible. I'm thinking maybe there's a family of raccoons or something up in the attic, because there is so much that goes on there, even during the day.
And to top it all off, somebody dropped off a package with no name on it and no address yesterday. I couldn't ask them who it was for because nobody was there when I got to the door. Considering how hard they were knocking on the door you would think they would've stayed to make sure somebody got it since it was obvious they wanted someone's attention.
It is currently sitting on the kitchen table and I'm not touching it until somebody owns up to dropping it off. For all I know Mr. Talbrie has many enemies and it's a letter bomb or something.
This is it, if you want to be sure I'm talking about your little prank, guys:
Now if you'll excuse me, I am attempting to regroup and pick up where I left off. Schoolwork and job hunting need to take precedence.
KnoCk KnoCk.... It's f0r you.
ReplyDelete