Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Um, yet another WTF!?!

Um, yeah, hi. I know, um, you aren't going to believe this, but the "superheros" I took photos earlier? The crazy dudes in the costumes? I just saw one of them fly. Yes, fly. Like, not with a plane or a helicopter or a bi-plane, but like the muthachunkin' coyote was full on shot out of that slingshot - EXCEPT THERE WAS NO FREAKIN' SLINGSHOT. The dude just chucked himself in the air and then was flying. Maybe I did get radiation poisoning and I'm actually lying in the desert dying - I am freakin' the heck out - PEOPLE DON'T FLY, PEOPLE DON'T SWIM IN RADIOACTIVE GOO AND THEY SHOULDN'T FREAKIN' DROP A DUDE OFF IN A CITY WITHOUT TELLING HIM A DAGNAM THING!

Hahahahaha, what?


This is a picture of me next to a superhero next to an even bigger superhero. This city is crazy, I love it.

Things have changed fairly dramatically...


Yeah, now I'm in a city.








Those goddam army dudes! Monroe came into my room and told me I had to leave. No reasons, no dagnam explanation, just grab my things. "Fine", I scowled (I'm an awesome scowler) "You gonna walk me back to my car?" The goon didn't say anything, just started packing my junk. I totally saw red but figured an army place wasn't the best place to start something. I grabbed everything, and followed him down the hall. He didn't walk outside, I followed him up to the jet pad thing. "In." The wordy wordsmith Monroe said, to which I was all like 'what the hell', 'where are we going', 'you can't be serious', 'this is ridiculous', 'I'm gonna write a letter', 'I'll expose this whole dodgy operation', etc.


Monroe considered my questions, looked at me thoughtfully and snatched my bag and chucked it in the plane. I stood my ground until he waved over some army dudes, and again, I totally freakin' relented and got in the plane.


The we flew forevs. I don't know how long, I don't know in which direction.
They dropped me off in this city. And left.


Yeah, freakin' just left me here. I called Aunt Rachel straight up, she said Rob's truck had been left in their driveway and they had been freaking out. I told her the whole thing and she asked me to find out where in the world I was and call her back. She was going to call her cop friend.

Turns out I'm in Millenium City. Very pretty, totally photogenic and also WTF! Who the hell just drops a dude off by plane in some random city. Without a freakin' explanation. As I was walking around trying to find signs to an airport or something (and also taking photos) I wondered if the whole thing was to keep me from exposing them. They don't know I took these pictures, I don't know really, where I was, although hopefully I could guess, and I still don't know who they are.

Dodgy. So very dodgy.


My aunt called back and said she told off her friend, her friend totally apologised but couldn't offer anything by way of explanation. I'm so going to make life uncomfortable for those army dudes. My aunt offered to transfer money, but I still have all my stuff, have been living totally cheap and should have just got paid, so I declined. Nice of her though.

So yeah, I wanted to upload these photos and write all this, before I forgot it and before something happened to me. This city doesn't seem real dangerous though, my aunt says it's totally crazy far from her place though, maybe I'll just head home. It's all been a bit much.

Anywho, once I blog this, I'm gonna find somewhere to stay the night, it's crazy late, I spent last night wake in a freakin' plane. Later homies.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Holy freak


Whoaoaoa, turns out I'm in a full on army base with hundreds of men, turrets, vehicles, everything - what the hell are they doing here? Man, I am gaggin' for some goddam answers.

Yay!

24 hour caffeteria = WIN.

Also, Boo! Why is there like yelling and screaming in the distance? Sends total shivers down my spine. Peeps here, unfriendly serious types - next holiday I'm going to the beach.

Don't really know what to make of all this, can't really sleep, haven't really slept for days. My Environmental Avenger anger has been completely and utterly replaced with a sense of bewilderment and a feeling of being in completely over my head.