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Ramblings - 2003
November 20, 2003
As I look into the crystal ball of my future-seeing mind, I see the carnage which lays ahead. All that is left is bones; no flesh to be seen anywhere. It is an abyss of destruction. There is a pain deep within my heart... wait! No, it's in my stomache! It is the vision that I will consume too much turkey this Thanksgiving. My hope is that all will be thankful of Snarky and generous distribution of dark affections.
Sleep well, my companions of gloom.
October 31, 2003
Now I lay me down to sleep, and I think of all the bad things I did today. No, actually they were some of the greatest things ever! My parade of pain at Olympic College went horribly beautiful. All my dark servants were there waiting for me. I arrived and gave them a show they'll never forget... IF they survived!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!! I gave away candy and my beautifully sinister image for everyone to gaze upon. I also gave them life, because I did not kill them. May they sleep another 365 days and awake to the day of Snarky's resurrection next Halloween.
Goodnight, my servants of darkness.
October 8, 2003
There is a full moon in the night sky. Why does the moon look brighter to me than the sun? Is it because the sun is afraid of the moon, like many happy shining people are afraid of me? Yes, that is it. Snarky will rise in his own sky. The sun and Snarky’s enemies will be eclipsed. The time has come for an eternal night and Snarky will be the king of the darkness.
Damn, why did I turn on the light just now? That ruined everything! Now I’m looking directly into the light, and it is stinging my eyes. I am seeing spots and I am getting very annoyed. I am now turning off the light and going to sleep. Don’t turn the light back on or you will be punished!
Goodnight, my servants of darkness.
September 27, 2003
I finally went out in the so-called "real world" again. I hadn't been out since the BKAT awards ceremony. I decided to go up to Bremerton Shari’s to see if some of my gloomy friends were consuming caffeinated beverages. I was correct in this nocturnal assumption, though it wasn’t actually night yet. I was greeted with cheers of despair and people clapping their hands so hard that they bled. Pictures were taken of yours truly, and a great time was had by all.
Goodnight, my servants of darkness.
