I thought I saw someone in the backyard. I thought it was Slenderman, but then I realized that Slenderman isn't 5'2'', doesn't wear a blue hoodie, headphones, or glasses.
I started to head outside to yell at him, and he's gone. The kid was in the middle of my yard, but one and a half seconds later, he was gone.
...DA FUCK!?!?!
First Slenderman, then Gimpy, now Headphones Kid???? WHAT THE HELL?????
Friday, December 9, 2011
Spread The Word
This is an SE Public Service Announcement:
OK, there are a lot of people being stalked by Slenderman. But why must we keep our tragedies a secret? Why can't we take our problem and alert the world that Slenderman is out there?! We could at least get together and try to help each other out. (SlenderCon? FUCK YEAH!!!!)
*Ahem*, all kidding aside, we'd be better off helping each other out: All in favor of getting every Slenderstalked blogger/vlogger together, say "Aye!" and send links to this post to any Slenderblog you want.
OK, there are a lot of people being stalked by Slenderman. But why must we keep our tragedies a secret? Why can't we take our problem and alert the world that Slenderman is out there?! We could at least get together and try to help each other out. (SlenderCon? FUCK YEAH!!!!)
*Ahem*, all kidding aside, we'd be better off helping each other out: All in favor of getting every Slenderstalked blogger/vlogger together, say "Aye!" and send links to this post to any Slenderblog you want.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
The Journal
OK, so something weird arrived in my mailbox: a leather-bound diary with that GODDAMNED (X) SYMBOL on the cover. There's a shit load of code in here.
If anyone can decipher this first page, you will have my gratitude.
B64
VG8gd2hvZXZlciB0aGUgVGhpbiBNYW4gZm9sbG93czogWW91IG11c3Qgbm90IGNvbmZy
b250IHRoaXMgaG9ycmlibGUNCnRoaW5nLiBJdCBpcyBub3Qgb2Ygb3VyIHJlYWxpdHks
IGFuZCBpcyBtb3JlIGRhbmdlcm91cyB0aGFuIGFueW9uZSB0aGlua3MuIFJ1bi4gUnVu
LCBhbmQgZG8gbm90IHN0b3AuDQoNCg==
I'm really frickin' stumped.
EDIT: Hold the phone. I looked at another page and it had the same block of text, except some letters were italicized:
B64
VG8gd2hvZXZlciB0aGUgVGhpbiBNYW4gZm9sbG93czogWW91IG11c3Qgbm90IGNvbmZy
b250IHRoaXMgaG9ycmlibGUNCnRoaW5nLiBJdCBpcyBub3Qgb2Ygb3VyIHJlYWxpdHks
IGFuZCBpcyBtb3JlIGRhbmdlcm91cyB0aGFuIGFueW9uZSB0aGlua3MuIFJ1bi4gUnVu
LCBhbmQgZG8gbm90IHN0b3AuDQoNCg==
I think it's a clue, but I'm no code-breaker.
If anyone can decipher this first page, you will have my gratitude.
B64
VG8gd2hvZXZlciB0aGUgVGhpbiBNYW4gZm9sbG93czogWW91IG11c3Qgbm90IGNvbmZy
b250IHRoaXMgaG9ycmlibGUNCnRoaW5nLiBJdCBpcyBub3Qgb2Ygb3VyIHJlYWxpdHks
IGFuZCBpcyBtb3JlIGRhbmdlcm91cyB0aGFuIGFueW9uZSB0aGlua3MuIFJ1bi4gUnVu
LCBhbmQgZG8gbm90IHN0b3AuDQoNCg==
I'm really frickin' stumped.
EDIT: Hold the phone. I looked at another page and it had the same block of text, except some letters were italicized:
B64
VG8gd2hvZXZlciB0aGUgVGhpbiBNYW4gZm9sbG93czogWW91IG11c3Qgbm90IGNvbmZy
b250IHRoaXMgaG9ycmlibGUNCnRoaW5nLiBJdCBpcyBub3Qgb2Ygb3VyIHJlYWxpdHks
IGFuZCBpcyBtb3JlIGRhbmdlcm91cyB0aGFuIGFueW9uZSB0aGlua3MuIFJ1bi4gUnVu
LCBhbmQgZG8gbm90IHN0b3AuDQoNCg==
I think it's a clue, but I'm no code-breaker.
Monday, December 5, 2011
Totally Confused Right Now.
Shit just got real last night.
I was lying in bed, trying not to think about Slenderman when I heard a thump coming from the kitchen.
"What the hell was that?" asked Gloria.
"Beats me, but I think I have an idea..." I replied, gulping in sheer terror.
Aw, fuck. I thought. He's gotten inside the house.
I snuck downstairs and slipped the revolver from my desk into my hand. There was someone hunched over behind the counter, I couldn't tell who it was, but I was damn certain it was HIM.
I leveled the gun at the intruder.
"FREEZE!"
The intruder slowly stands up, and I can see reflections coming off from the guy. Wait....since when was Slendy shiny?
And then it hit me. It wasn't Slendy. It was the Enemy Unknown: Gimpy. Holding a big-ass knife.
"You're with him, aren't you?" I say, shaking.
"Who?" asks Gimpy in a high-pitched nasally voice.
"The Slenderman! You're working for Slenderman, are'ntcha, ya fuckin' creep!?"
My voice gets louder, and Gloria is standing behind me, staring in horror.
"Who the hell is Slenderman???" Gimpy squeals.
Then I look up.
"He's the guy standing behind you." I whimpered.
Everything went black, and when I come to, I'm at work fixing a blown fuse box at some dude's house.
What.
I was lying in bed, trying not to think about Slenderman when I heard a thump coming from the kitchen.
"What the hell was that?" asked Gloria.
"Beats me, but I think I have an idea..." I replied, gulping in sheer terror.
Aw, fuck. I thought. He's gotten inside the house.
I snuck downstairs and slipped the revolver from my desk into my hand. There was someone hunched over behind the counter, I couldn't tell who it was, but I was damn certain it was HIM.
I leveled the gun at the intruder.
"FREEZE!"
The intruder slowly stands up, and I can see reflections coming off from the guy. Wait....since when was Slendy shiny?
And then it hit me. It wasn't Slendy. It was the Enemy Unknown: Gimpy. Holding a big-ass knife.
"You're with him, aren't you?" I say, shaking.
"Who?" asks Gimpy in a high-pitched nasally voice.
"The Slenderman! You're working for Slenderman, are'ntcha, ya fuckin' creep!?"
My voice gets louder, and Gloria is standing behind me, staring in horror.
"Who the hell is Slenderman???" Gimpy squeals.
Then I look up.
"He's the guy standing behind you." I whimpered.
Everything went black, and when I come to, I'm at work fixing a blown fuse box at some dude's house.
What.
Monday, November 28, 2011
Belated Birthday
OK, so smething very upsetting happened on the 26th.
It was my birthday, so Gloria and I went out to go see a movie, had dinner, and get Slenderman off our minds. It was a great day, all in all. We got home, and Gloria offered a bit of b-day "woohoo" (If you play The Sims, you know what I'm talking about.) But halfway in, Tall Pale and Faceless showed up at our bedroom window.
Jesus Christ, I can't even get laid without this guy popping up!
Me:"Uh...Gloria...we got a problem."
Gloria:"Need to go to the bathroom?"
Me: (Points at window)
Gloria: "EEEEK!"(Slams curtains shut)
Gloria: "Urgh...that thing again!?!? He's a total perv! A peeping tom!"
We put our clothes back on, and decided to go back out. We get in the car, and Gloria complains it feels like she's sitting on something. She steps out of the car, and there's another freakin' Tarot card. The Lovers. On the back is "Have fun, kiddies."
Goddammit, why can't my life go back to normal?
Out of curiosity, I open the glove box, and ta-dah! ANOTHER F***ING CARD. The Tower.
Nothing written on the back this time, but Jesus Christ, where the hell are these cards coming from? Who's leaving them behind? Why are some of them written on? Why is Slenderman stalking us?
My life is a series of riddles.
It was my birthday, so Gloria and I went out to go see a movie, had dinner, and get Slenderman off our minds. It was a great day, all in all. We got home, and Gloria offered a bit of b-day "woohoo" (If you play The Sims, you know what I'm talking about.) But halfway in, Tall Pale and Faceless showed up at our bedroom window.
Jesus Christ, I can't even get laid without this guy popping up!
Me:"Uh...Gloria...we got a problem."
Gloria:"Need to go to the bathroom?"
Me: (Points at window)
Gloria: "EEEEK!"(Slams curtains shut)
Gloria: "Urgh...that thing again!?!? He's a total perv! A peeping tom!"
We put our clothes back on, and decided to go back out. We get in the car, and Gloria complains it feels like she's sitting on something. She steps out of the car, and there's another freakin' Tarot card. The Lovers. On the back is "Have fun, kiddies."
Goddammit, why can't my life go back to normal?
Out of curiosity, I open the glove box, and ta-dah! ANOTHER F***ING CARD. The Tower.
Nothing written on the back this time, but Jesus Christ, where the hell are these cards coming from? Who's leaving them behind? Why are some of them written on? Why is Slenderman stalking us?
My life is a series of riddles.
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
11/22/11
OK, sorry for the delayed updates. Things have been getting bizarre at work. We needed to get things straightened out while my boss is comatose.
8:26 Slenderman's not here. He seriously hasn't shown up days, thank God. I've been able to replay Fallout 3 in peace. Occasionally, I'll be put on call to take down sneakers from a power line, which is a bit odd. As of late, a whole bunch of kid's sneakers have been getting tied together by the laces and draped over a power line. Anyone know what that's all about? I've heard it's to mark the locations of gang turf or crack houses, but I live in a rather small town. No gangs or drugs here!
10:11 I'm a bit worried. Gloria says that one of her co-workers found a pair of children's sneakers tied up over a long nail embedded into a wall inside their office. Both sneakers had the (X) icon drawn on them in blood. What the hell?
10:49 Now I'm scared. The police just made breaking news saying that the blood on the sneakers in Gloria's office building opened up a cold case involving a 8 year old boy that went missing 3 years ago.
12:00 I keep hearing rustling coming from my bushes. I looked outside and saw something shiny and black dart out of view. I'm gonna grab the revolver and check it out
12:30 Whatever was hiding in the bushes is gone- jumped over the fence before I could get to it. I didn't see exactly what it was but it looked like a man wearing a black leather gimp suit- you know, those freaky bondage suits like the one the killer wore on the CSI episode "Squeegel" (God that episode scared me.)
I'm gonna keep an eye out for Gimpy. The minute he shows his creepy fetishist leather face, POW! Right between the eyes!
1: 26 Found a Tarot card on my bed. The Magician. On the back the words "Hello John" were written in Sharpie.
8:26 Slenderman's not here. He seriously hasn't shown up days, thank God. I've been able to replay Fallout 3 in peace. Occasionally, I'll be put on call to take down sneakers from a power line, which is a bit odd. As of late, a whole bunch of kid's sneakers have been getting tied together by the laces and draped over a power line. Anyone know what that's all about? I've heard it's to mark the locations of gang turf or crack houses, but I live in a rather small town. No gangs or drugs here!
10:11 I'm a bit worried. Gloria says that one of her co-workers found a pair of children's sneakers tied up over a long nail embedded into a wall inside their office. Both sneakers had the (X) icon drawn on them in blood. What the hell?
10:49 Now I'm scared. The police just made breaking news saying that the blood on the sneakers in Gloria's office building opened up a cold case involving a 8 year old boy that went missing 3 years ago.
12:00 I keep hearing rustling coming from my bushes. I looked outside and saw something shiny and black dart out of view. I'm gonna grab the revolver and check it out
12:30 Whatever was hiding in the bushes is gone- jumped over the fence before I could get to it. I didn't see exactly what it was but it looked like a man wearing a black leather gimp suit- you know, those freaky bondage suits like the one the killer wore on the CSI episode "Squeegel" (God that episode scared me.)
I'm gonna keep an eye out for Gimpy. The minute he shows his creepy fetishist leather face, POW! Right between the eyes!
1: 26 Found a Tarot card on my bed. The Magician. On the back the words "Hello John" were written in Sharpie.
Monday, November 14, 2011
11/14/11
Sorry i didn't post anything over the weekend, my internet's been acting weird.
-7:00: So far, nothing. Maybe he won't try to fuck with me anymore. Yeah, and maybe the moon's made of cream cheese. :(
-7:10 OK, this is getting weird. Now my boss is in a coma and I'm on paid leave. WTF is going on? Oh, well, can't complain, at least I can spend the day on my old PS2 playing Persona 4 for the 50 billionth time.
Too bad about Steam, though. I must remeber to change my passwords. And since we're on the topic of Valve, WHEN THE HELL IS EP3 GONNA BE DONE!?!?!?
-7:00: So far, nothing. Maybe he won't try to fuck with me anymore. Yeah, and maybe the moon's made of cream cheese. :(
-7:10 OK, this is getting weird. Now my boss is in a coma and I'm on paid leave. WTF is going on? Oh, well, can't complain, at least I can spend the day on my old PS2 playing Persona 4 for the 50 billionth time.
Too bad about Steam, though. I must remeber to change my passwords. And since we're on the topic of Valve, WHEN THE HELL IS EP3 GONNA BE DONE!?!?!?
Friday, November 11, 2011
Veteran's Day
6:26: Went out to go buy Skyrim, saw him outside of Gamestop, watching me grab a copy of the game and looking around, trying to stall until he went away. He didn't. Eventually, I had to walk out with him still at the window. and walked right past him. He turned his head to look at the game case in my hand and tilted his head to the side as if confused. I get the sneaking suspicion he questions my taste in gaming.
Sure, I may like more JRPGs than I'd care to admit, but that doesn't give Sir Stalks-a-lot the right to psychoanalyse my interests!
7: 18: Playing Skyrim, called in sick to Gloria's chagrin. I'm seriously impressed. A bunch of my friends told me to get MW3, but I think CoD is over hyped. If I want to play an FPS, I'll play TF2, thank you very much.
7:29 Slenderman's peeking into my windows. I'm not sure, but I think I pissed him off when I closed the blinds
7:45 Started snowing a little. Slenderman moved to the glass door. Skippy freaked out as usual, but I can't seem to take him seriously when his bald faceless head is topped with a tiny mound of snow.
8:00 Snow stopped. He's still there, so I flip him the bird. He doesn't seem to get the hint to just PISS OFF.
8:49: He's gone. Good, now I can slaughter mudcrabs in peace.
9:26: Gloria came over. She sadi her boss started having a seizure and went into a coma. They have no idea what to do, so she's on paid leave of sorts until things get figured out.
Sure, I may like more JRPGs than I'd care to admit, but that doesn't give Sir Stalks-a-lot the right to psychoanalyse my interests!
7: 18: Playing Skyrim, called in sick to Gloria's chagrin. I'm seriously impressed. A bunch of my friends told me to get MW3, but I think CoD is over hyped. If I want to play an FPS, I'll play TF2, thank you very much.
7:29 Slenderman's peeking into my windows. I'm not sure, but I think I pissed him off when I closed the blinds
7:45 Started snowing a little. Slenderman moved to the glass door. Skippy freaked out as usual, but I can't seem to take him seriously when his bald faceless head is topped with a tiny mound of snow.
8:00 Snow stopped. He's still there, so I flip him the bird. He doesn't seem to get the hint to just PISS OFF.
8:49: He's gone. Good, now I can slaughter mudcrabs in peace.
9:26: Gloria came over. She sadi her boss started having a seizure and went into a coma. They have no idea what to do, so she's on paid leave of sorts until things get figured out.
Thursday, November 10, 2011
11/10/11
-7:11: OK, so no help so far. I don't know about Gloria, but since yesterday afternoon, I have not seen Tall, Pale and Faceless around. Good. He better not show up; I wanted to get Skyrim tommorow.
-8:25: Still looking for advice/ rules of the road. I don't think I'll be able to make any progress with avoiding this guy without it.
-9:00: I think I saw Slenderman in the trees behind the house. Sure enough, my MP3 player went all staticky. This thing works as a Slenderman detector!
-9:26 He's gone now. I wonder where he goes when he's not stalking me.
-10:26 Gloria's freaking out. She said she saw it right next to her cubicle at work.
-8:25: Still looking for advice/ rules of the road. I don't think I'll be able to make any progress with avoiding this guy without it.
-9:00: I think I saw Slenderman in the trees behind the house. Sure enough, my MP3 player went all staticky. This thing works as a Slenderman detector!
-9:26 He's gone now. I wonder where he goes when he's not stalking me.
-10:26 Gloria's freaking out. She said she saw it right next to her cubicle at work.
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
11/9/11
7:00: Back to work. Hey, I need the extra money to get Arkham City, might as well come in early.
7:14: Went to go fix a blown power line, saw the Blurman again. He's standing on the ground, completely oblivious to the fact that I'm three storys up in a bucket scoop. Ha! You just got out-elevated, punk!
8:10 Went to another blown transformer across town, and He was already there. W...T...F???? How He'd get all the over here!?!?!? It was 20 minute drive! How could He WALK here and beat me?!? And another thing: HOW THE FUCK DID HE KNOW I WAS GONNA BE HERE!?!?! Is He clairvoyant?
8:20 Cut the power to the transformer and opened it up to take a look-see inside, and I notice someone scrawled the (X) symbol on the inside with Sharpie. Christ, where are these logos coming from?
8:26 He was standing 6 feet behind me while I worked. He didn't seem to be threatening me, He was looking at what I was doing, as if trying to figure out how the transformer worked. What does He want?
8:40 Mentioned Him to my coworker, Matt. Matt said he didn't see anyone behind me.
..............WHAT!?!?!? HOW COULD MATT NOT SEE HIM!?!?! HOW DO YOU NOT NOTICE THE TALL CREEPY DUDE !?!? HE'S RIGHT FREAKIN' THERE!!!!!
9:26 I've noticed that whenever He's around, most electrical devices nearby seem to freak out- my MP3 player, for example. This guy must be a mobile electromagentic phenomena.....is He a ghost? I've heard theories of ghosts giving off magnetic fields, could He be proof?
....gah, just listen to me ramble like a whacko conspiracy theorist. Excuse whilst I go find my shopping cart and my tinfoil hat....
9:40: I'm wondering if anyone else is in a position similar to mine.
10:26: I can't find anything about a blur on google. Maybe if I get a better view of it.
11:11: Good God. It doesn't have a face. I'm so scared. But if it has no face, it can't be real. It's just a fever-induced hallucination! Ha! Take that, Mister Nonexistant!
12:20: Just out of curiousity, I googled "No face, tentacles, tall man". That action alone wrecked my day. Apparently, this thing is called "Slender Man", and he goes after A LOT of people. I didn't check these people out, and I thin it'd be best to avoid it, but seriously? This thing has NOTHING better to do than harass people? What's freaky is that apparently Slenderman can teleport, stretch, mind screw you, etc. and he likes to chase kids and bloggers. WTF? He showed up the same day I make a blog. What's up with that? Here's a theory: maybe he is starting to go after EVERYONE with a blog for reasons unknown. God help us all if he decides to chase after anyone with a Facebook account!
12:58 Gloria came home and I showed her the identity of our stalker. She's....panicked to say the least. She's pacing up and down the hall as we speak. If there is someone, anyone who can point us to some advice, please, for the love of all that is holy, DO SO!
7:14: Went to go fix a blown power line, saw the Blurman again. He's standing on the ground, completely oblivious to the fact that I'm three storys up in a bucket scoop. Ha! You just got out-elevated, punk!
8:10 Went to another blown transformer across town, and He was already there. W...T...F???? How He'd get all the over here!?!?!? It was 20 minute drive! How could He WALK here and beat me?!? And another thing: HOW THE FUCK DID HE KNOW I WAS GONNA BE HERE!?!?! Is He clairvoyant?
8:20 Cut the power to the transformer and opened it up to take a look-see inside, and I notice someone scrawled the (X) symbol on the inside with Sharpie. Christ, where are these logos coming from?
8:26 He was standing 6 feet behind me while I worked. He didn't seem to be threatening me, He was looking at what I was doing, as if trying to figure out how the transformer worked. What does He want?
8:40 Mentioned Him to my coworker, Matt. Matt said he didn't see anyone behind me.
..............WHAT!?!?!? HOW COULD MATT NOT SEE HIM!?!?! HOW DO YOU NOT NOTICE THE TALL CREEPY DUDE !?!? HE'S RIGHT FREAKIN' THERE!!!!!
9:26 I've noticed that whenever He's around, most electrical devices nearby seem to freak out- my MP3 player, for example. This guy must be a mobile electromagentic phenomena.....is He a ghost? I've heard theories of ghosts giving off magnetic fields, could He be proof?
....gah, just listen to me ramble like a whacko conspiracy theorist. Excuse whilst I go find my shopping cart and my tinfoil hat....
9:40: I'm wondering if anyone else is in a position similar to mine.
10:26: I can't find anything about a blur on google. Maybe if I get a better view of it.
11:11: Good God. It doesn't have a face. I'm so scared. But if it has no face, it can't be real. It's just a fever-induced hallucination! Ha! Take that, Mister Nonexistant!
12:20: Just out of curiousity, I googled "No face, tentacles, tall man". That action alone wrecked my day. Apparently, this thing is called "Slender Man", and he goes after A LOT of people. I didn't check these people out, and I thin it'd be best to avoid it, but seriously? This thing has NOTHING better to do than harass people? What's freaky is that apparently Slenderman can teleport, stretch, mind screw you, etc. and he likes to chase kids and bloggers. WTF? He showed up the same day I make a blog. What's up with that? Here's a theory: maybe he is starting to go after EVERYONE with a blog for reasons unknown. God help us all if he decides to chase after anyone with a Facebook account!
12:58 Gloria came home and I showed her the identity of our stalker. She's....panicked to say the least. She's pacing up and down the hall as we speak. If there is someone, anyone who can point us to some advice, please, for the love of all that is holy, DO SO!
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
11/8/11
-6:12: That blur came back. Coulda swore I saw it stop and look at me. It was too tall to see it's face, but I'm sure wherever the heck it's head was, it was turned towards ME.
-7:04: Skippy's freaking out again. Gloria wants to call the cops, but I get a sneaking suspicion by the time they get here, the thing will be nowhere in sight.
-8:26 Dammit I was right. Nothing. Abso-friggin-lutely nothing.
-9:50: Skippy's going apeshit bananas. He's hiding under the couch as I type this. Whoop- there's the blur again! 'Ello, Mister Blur!
-10:26 The blur's starting to look more focused- I can make out a humanoid shape. What is it?
-11:11: My email's still getting spammed...that stupid symbol keeps popping up. What's it mean?
-12:00: Urgh. Outta cough syrup. Shit.
-12:07: The blurry man came back. I decided to joke around with it. I walked up to the glass door it was standing outside of, turned around, pulled down my pants and mooned the thing. Then I noticed it had tentaclle-y-thingys attached to its back. I've caught my cousin watching enough hentai to know where this was about to start going and pulled my pants back up before the thing added me to its most likely extensive list of brutal romantic conquests.
-12:15: IT HASN'T MOVED. It's still standing right where it was when I mooned it. The tentacles are gone, though. Am I dreaming this? I think so, I can't make out any facial features. Surely, if it were real, it'd have a face...
-1:19: It's gone. THANK GOD! But now I dread finding out where it went.....
-7:04: Skippy's freaking out again. Gloria wants to call the cops, but I get a sneaking suspicion by the time they get here, the thing will be nowhere in sight.
-8:26 Dammit I was right. Nothing. Abso-friggin-lutely nothing.
-9:50: Skippy's going apeshit bananas. He's hiding under the couch as I type this. Whoop- there's the blur again! 'Ello, Mister Blur!
-10:26 The blur's starting to look more focused- I can make out a humanoid shape. What is it?
-11:11: My email's still getting spammed...that stupid symbol keeps popping up. What's it mean?
-12:00: Urgh. Outta cough syrup. Shit.
-12:07: The blurry man came back. I decided to joke around with it. I walked up to the glass door it was standing outside of, turned around, pulled down my pants and mooned the thing. Then I noticed it had tentaclle-y-thingys attached to its back. I've caught my cousin watching enough hentai to know where this was about to start going and pulled my pants back up before the thing added me to its most likely extensive list of brutal romantic conquests.
-12:15: IT HASN'T MOVED. It's still standing right where it was when I mooned it. The tentacles are gone, though. Am I dreaming this? I think so, I can't make out any facial features. Surely, if it were real, it'd have a face...
-1:19: It's gone. THANK GOD! But now I dread finding out where it went.....
Monday, November 7, 2011
Reformat!
OK, so making a metric asston of posts is lame. So, I'm going to make a post whenever I can for that day and update as the day goes on. So consider this the entry for 11/7/11:
- 8:32 My girlfriend Gloria came over to check on me. I look and feel like shit and she still loves me. All together now: D'awwwwwwwww....
- 8:37 Gloria left, and despite her telling me not to leave the house, I HAD to go to Mickey D's. Usually, I'm a Steak 'n' Shake kinda guy, but one word can justify my change in behavior: McRib.
Jesus, why can't they just have it all the time?
-8:49 Nomnomnomnom...sorry, didn't see you guys there. Nearly sneezing my head off.
The McRib is so good, I'm starting to get why it's a limited-time-only-thing. Gotta hide the evidence or Gloria's gonna kill me. BRB, fireplace\
-8:52 Whoof. Burning BBQ sauce is one weird-ass aroma.
-8:55-9:34: ZZZZZZZZZZ......(why, yes, I am sleep-posting.)
-9:40: Anyone ever got the feeling you're being watched? Maybe it's just my cold hazing over my brain.
-10:00: OK, li'l Skippy's barking his head off. What...the...fuck.
-10:04: I just shat out a brick wall.... I saw a blur of black outside of my window while I was watching Psych (hell yes). There's something outside my house, and I've seen enough horror movies to know that it wouldn't hurt to NOT confront said thing. 0_o
-10:08: Went against my better judgement and peered outside. Also, I had to let Skippy out before he shat on the rug, but mostly I was curious. Nothing but the trees behind the houses. Gonna go watch CSI on hulu.
-11:01: Blur came back. Didn't see it, but Skippy must''ve. He was trying to break the freakin' glass door down. God, something must've really spooked him.
-11:28 Skippy won't go back outside. He's staring at the door like it would kill him the second he turned his back. Geezum Pete, what the hell did Skippy see out there???
-12:00: Gloria came back. She saw the fragments of wrapper in the fireplace. Shit. Caught red-handed.
Told her about the blur, showed her how weird Skippy's been acting. She said that she's been hearing rustling noises outside the house while she's alone in the house. We went out to buy a cheap home-securtiy camera.
-12:17: Thank God I'm an electrician, or nothing would work in this house. She may be able to balance the budget like nobody's business, and could kick Gordon Ramsay's ass in the kitchen any day of the week, I'm the guy who puts up the Christmas lights and hooks up the appliances. No house renovations, though: I make Tim Taylor look like everyone on Extreme Makeover: Home Edition combined.
-12:40 ..........I am on the brink of pissing my pants. We checked the camera footage to test it, and what we saw.....was...well....unnerving, to say the least. The video showed a person in black suddenly appear in front of the camera, then a bunch of video glitches and weird staitcky noise. Holy. Fucking. Shit. Gloria's trying to be the strong-willed plucky girl and hand wave it as something that got left on the camera's memory storage (we bought it second hand), but the bckground is OUR FUCKING BACKYARD. I have a revolver locked in my desk drawer in case of burglary, but I've never had to use it. I might have to change that today.
- 8:32 My girlfriend Gloria came over to check on me. I look and feel like shit and she still loves me. All together now: D'awwwwwwwww....
- 8:37 Gloria left, and despite her telling me not to leave the house, I HAD to go to Mickey D's. Usually, I'm a Steak 'n' Shake kinda guy, but one word can justify my change in behavior: McRib.
Jesus, why can't they just have it all the time?
-8:49 Nomnomnomnom...sorry, didn't see you guys there. Nearly sneezing my head off.
The McRib is so good, I'm starting to get why it's a limited-time-only-thing. Gotta hide the evidence or Gloria's gonna kill me. BRB, fireplace\
-8:52 Whoof. Burning BBQ sauce is one weird-ass aroma.
-8:55-9:34: ZZZZZZZZZZ......(why, yes, I am sleep-posting.)
-9:40: Anyone ever got the feeling you're being watched? Maybe it's just my cold hazing over my brain.
-10:00: OK, li'l Skippy's barking his head off. What...the...fuck.
-10:04: I just shat out a brick wall.... I saw a blur of black outside of my window while I was watching Psych (hell yes). There's something outside my house, and I've seen enough horror movies to know that it wouldn't hurt to NOT confront said thing. 0_o
-10:08: Went against my better judgement and peered outside. Also, I had to let Skippy out before he shat on the rug, but mostly I was curious. Nothing but the trees behind the houses. Gonna go watch CSI on hulu.
-11:01: Blur came back. Didn't see it, but Skippy must''ve. He was trying to break the freakin' glass door down. God, something must've really spooked him.
-11:28 Skippy won't go back outside. He's staring at the door like it would kill him the second he turned his back. Geezum Pete, what the hell did Skippy see out there???
-12:00: Gloria came back. She saw the fragments of wrapper in the fireplace. Shit. Caught red-handed.
Told her about the blur, showed her how weird Skippy's been acting. She said that she's been hearing rustling noises outside the house while she's alone in the house. We went out to buy a cheap home-securtiy camera.
-12:17: Thank God I'm an electrician, or nothing would work in this house. She may be able to balance the budget like nobody's business, and could kick Gordon Ramsay's ass in the kitchen any day of the week, I'm the guy who puts up the Christmas lights and hooks up the appliances. No house renovations, though: I make Tim Taylor look like everyone on Extreme Makeover: Home Edition combined.
-12:40 ..........I am on the brink of pissing my pants. We checked the camera footage to test it, and what we saw.....was...well....unnerving, to say the least. The video showed a person in black suddenly appear in front of the camera, then a bunch of video glitches and weird staitcky noise. Holy. Fucking. Shit. Gloria's trying to be the strong-willed plucky girl and hand wave it as something that got left on the camera's memory storage (we bought it second hand), but the bckground is OUR FUCKING BACKYARD. I have a revolver locked in my desk drawer in case of burglary, but I've never had to use it. I might have to change that today.
Spam: It sucks
OK, so I've been getting a bunch of weird shit in my inbox. A bunch of bizarre images and gibberish, but thankfully no viruses. C'mon, Gmail, get your act together! I'll show you what I mean:
I keep getting messages from adresses like qwjad, gurrgik....who the heck are these people?
And the images are a bunch of scratchy doodles that look like they were drawn by a two-year hold having friggin' seizures:
What is this? Some logo for a boner pill? It looks like a... oh, fuck. I'm not gonna finish that sentence, lest Sigmund Freud starts laughing in his grave.
Anyway, I'm gonna take a nap. I got a wicked nasty cold, and had to call in sick. Caring about coworker's health: it's serious business.
I keep getting messages from adresses like qwjad, gurrgik....who the heck are these people?
And the images are a bunch of scratchy doodles that look like they were drawn by a two-year hold having friggin' seizures:
Anyway, I'm gonna take a nap. I got a wicked nasty cold, and had to call in sick. Caring about coworker's health: it's serious business.
About Me
My name is John Leon. I was born in '85, and I am currently working as an electrician. I'm a normal, typical guy: live in the suburbs, have a girlfriend, a dog and a couple bills I need to pay. Also, I'm on the low end of the Autism Spectrum: ADHD, minor OCD, etc. Things aren't the best right now, but I am cautiously optimistic.
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