Stalkers

Seriously, A. There is a line, man. Don't cross it, you creeper @_@

You know, I bloody hate the Internet. You can just get sucked into something without meaning to. I mean, you guys were talking about that bloody Just Another Fool thing, and now I've just spent about a day of my life watching Marble Hornets and EverymanHYBRID and all that rubbish. And I've been thinking about it.

You guys quite clearly like Mr. Thin, so I'm gonna be talking about it. Think of me as a reviewer; I'll be reading through those things, and making small talk about it. Of course, I'd love to talk to the creators; they did a great job, for most of it. I wanna shake their hands. And some of them, while... I'm just not sure if they're real or not!

Dunno what to talk about first, though. Any suggestions? And for all my readers, I want links! Links! I want to be saturated by the Spider Freak.

Baited

pfffffffft hahaha!

Kudos to A, whoever he/she is. You baited 'conical perfectly. I'd give you a pat on the back if I knew who you were.

Not much else to say, really. I'm just quite amused at 'conical's shenanigans.

Stone Bumblebees

I'll go away from the topic of discussing my life and so on for a moment, to discuss something entirely different.

The Slender Man. An interesting manufactured urban legend, I'll admit; created by the jolly folks at SomethingAwful in one of those Photoshop threads. Now, I do congratulate the person who made it originally (Victor Surge, I do believe) on creating this fine meme and letting it spark into life. After all, it created other jolly things, like Marble Hornets and the rather irritating Just Another Fool.

And it's now got a, a, a wossname. Series? Universe? Whatever. I do find it all very interesting, especially the rumours about it actually coming from Germany.

Of course, it's all a load of hogwash, but it's all very amusing, even if all of these little "sub-series" tend to be droll rather than original. Of course, the whole "comes from Germany" thing is doubtlessly a coincidence; but some seem to be entranced by it, if I may be somewhat Lexi-like there. It just seems to be a thing.

Whatever, gonna read up on it some more; it might be rubbish, but it's entertaining rubbish. Especially the bad writing.

The Town

My town.

Small, quiet, quaint. Just a little place up north, more of a hamlet than a town. Not too large a population. It's the kind of place you go to when you're going somewhere else. A newsagent, a small café. Some very interesting (and anatomically incorrect) graffiti from the younger generation. A public school, a singular statue to some person I've never heard of, except as "that statue bloke."

Nothing ever happens here. And I doubt it will.

Getting Away From It All

Right, whatever. I'm the Perennial/Precipice from A Lack of Lexicon, yeah. Now, let me just say this.

Not gonna talk about it here. After this, I'll try not to mention the blog at all. I just get the feeling that I'm seen as a bit-part in the blog. Lexi does most of the posting, Sub and I just get shafted off. Whatever. I'm having none of it.

So I'm making this blog. Title's some quote from somewhere, dunno where it is. This is my blog, nobody else's. Nobody else is using it. That's it. I mean, I heard Lexi talking about getting even more people besides the three of us on the bloody blog. If he does that, I'll just not bother posting on there altogether - not enough room in there for more people. And if he gets more people, they can use his account, if he trusts them so much. Or they can use their own goddamn accounts.

Anyway, whatever. Lexi's more than a bit depressed now, so I'm just saying: no more talking about A Lack of bloody Lexicon on this blog. This is a blog for me, and me alone.