So I took her laptop- her password was no problem to figure out so either I know her even better than I thought, or she has no imagination. Hehe, well, either way, I figured I'd update on my own blog instead of having her censor out my words and write what she wants.
Guess you all know we broke off from Reach, Ava and Thage. It was a good move, and even if I didn't want Cathy to come with me, it's for the best. When we're not with others, we don't have to worry about their problems and just concentrate on ours: specifically, our lovely daughter that seems to enjoy making sure we can't see anything she says. I swear, these goddamn kids, one second they're your lovable little pipsqueak crawling around and drooling all over everything, and the next they're making bad life choices and choosing to hang with the wrong crowd- they get that mindset that they're invincible and can do whatever-the-fuck they want. Ugh, I hate kids, teenagers, young adults, that whole age range, honestly.
But ranting about my child that Cathy doesn't like me claiming as my own is not the reason that I made this post. It's come to my attention that a lot of you bloggers are really stupid.
Oh gosh I hurt some feelings, didn't I?
Suck it up. I've decided that since I don't wanna tell you about what Cathy and I are doing- cause' updating your every move on a public website is really smart- I'm gonna point out everything I dislike about a good portion of you guys.
Today we're starting with the subject of groups: why the hell do you people insist on teaming up/forming organizations/being Best Friends Forever? No, really, this is a legitimate question. Do you people not seem to realize how much danger you put yourself in by making a big group of people? It's like bringing a party of lambs together in the middle of a giant, open field, where the big bad wolf can see their every move and take them all out at once. In other words, by doing this you're just holding a neon sign over your head that tells it to come and get you, cause' the picking is ripe!
I know I decided to meet up with Reach and Ava, and I regret it. It was...interesting to see the two face-to-face and to be able to bother Ava within an inch of her sanity, but it was a bad move on my part. The instant the three of us were together, I was waking up yards away from where I had gone to sleep and started to feel the old paranoia flickering to life in the back of my mind. Being with more than one other person is dangerous and honestly not worth it.
Hell, I may not like that Strahm guy, but he's doing it right. He's pretty much staying lone wolf to avoid all your problems (including my "family"). Same with M, whether he's dead or not.
Basically, all of these retarded sounding organizations that are popping up, giving people titles, and stupid shit like that need to just settle down and disband.
A) The titles just sound stupid. They do nothing. I don't get why everyone seems to think that every person and their grandma needs some kind of name to hold up. But this is a topic that will be covered at a later date.
B) By doing this you're honestly just drawing attention to yourself, which means you have a greater risk of dying in the next day or so. Congrats.
C) The more people there are, the easier it is to be found by it.
I mean, it's not that hard to grasp, people. Jesus, I've only been a part of this group of hunted for a little while and I find most of you ridiculous and annoying. I'm sure all of you think the same of me, and hey, I don't blame you. I'm an asshole. But at least I'm not an asshole running around thinking they're saving the world, finding the ~Ultimate Weakness~, and adding a new title everyday.
Although if I did do that it should be Anthony Awesome, Lord of Butt Whooping. I think it sounds catchy.
Okay, I'm gonna try and stop ranting. I'll probably read this tomorrow and realize there was more I wanted to say, but whatever. If there is I'll write it in next post.
Oh yeah and, didn't wanna scare Cathy while she was driving, but it's been following us. I keep seeing it out of the corner of my eye, alongside the road in the woods, beside buildings, etc. This hasn't really happened to me in a while. Hehe, think I've gotten rusty on the whole, "Being stalked by creepy alien-thing, help me". You'd think that wouldn't happen when you've been running around for this long, but it does.
Should I feel honored that it's not a minion but the big bad himself? I don't. In fact, I'm getting old feelings I haven't experienced in a while. I don't like it. I just need to push it all to the back of my mind. Ignore it. I would leave Cathy because that might draw attention off of me for a while but...being the hypocrite I am, I'll just say that sometimes there's a good reason as to why you can't abandon someone and stick to yourself.