27 views today! We rule. So I’m in Anthropology class being a bad girl. And I can’t spell Anthropology. (That’s spelled correctly, but it took me like five minutes. Hyperbole…) I am the ultimate multi-tasker, doing three things at once: writing this, taking notes, and talking to a friend on AIM. 

I’m hoping to get hyper soon…I don’t have any inspiration yet. Mike is signed on to AIM with his phone, but I’m pretty sure he’s in opera practice right now…poor boy. Ok, story time!

Once there was pig named Steve. He liked to dance in the middle of the street. One day he was break-dancing in the street. Then a car came by. It hit him and he died. The end.

That was lame. So is this class. Don’t make me sit through three hours of secular discussion on religion. Don’t even get me started. I can’t even listen. I’m not alone, however, which lessens the horrendousness. Is that a word? I doubt it. I attach “-ness” to the ends of everything. It’s not a word; I just checked. I think I’m going to write a poem now. Check ya later. (What exactly does that mean, anyway?)

Dude, we’re getting views! Awesome. This is Court, by the bye. Seeing as Mike never introduces himself. I wonder if people can tell the difference if we don’t say who’s writing. Or commenting. I’ve commented under this name and under morninglullabies. Hmm…random anatomical word of the day is..noooo, I forgot!!! Ok, um, darn. Sorry. Got you all excited for nothing. I need to do homework now, actually, but I just wanted to say that JOHN MAYER ROCKS MY WORLD and I’M GOING TO SEE HIM LIVE THIS SUMMER!!! So yeah. Shabang.

You haven’t heard from me yet, but this is Courtney (or “Courto!” as Mike is now fond of saying). So far Mike’s been getting all the arbitrary inspiration for this dealio, mostly because he stays up till three AM, but I’m about to give it a shot…”Jesus wanted His disciples to learn…erm, something something dark side.” That’s what happens when you don’t pay attention at Seven24! Here’s another: “I told you, once you come you can never leave. That is if you want to leave legally.” Which leads us to…Adventure story time!

It was Saturday night. Mike had just taken the Myers-Briggs personality test for the sixteenth time and gotten the same result as the first time he took it. Kylie and I had been waiting (and waiting, and waiting…) so we could set off on what would be a very interesting night….

After a rather awkward visit with some of Mike’s and my old-time peeps, we began to search for Questhaven. It helped to enhance the eery mood that we talked about real-life stalkers (the street name, haha), and finally we found the windy road. Mike expected corpses to run out in front of the car at any moment, and badly wanted to get out and walk around, but Kylie and I would not allow it. If a person were to appear in front of the car, we were not stopping, Kylie said. As we got to the end of Questhaven, Mike gave us the fright of our lives: “LOOK A PERSON!” Kylie and I screamed and she hit the brakes (so much for not stopping, haha). There really was a person, but it was not a dead person. It was a security guard. The scary cult church at the end of the road had a “Christ is Risen!” banner across its gate, which badly disappointed Mike, as did the name of the Elfin Forest, where we headed next. That road was not quite as windy and scary, but we continued our conversation about demon hauntings (again, real-life stuff, very scary). Once we finally turned around to go back, we came across a car parked on the side of the road: uh-oh. As soon as we passed it, the lights went on, and then it seemed to follow us, but with its lights off. Mike finally got freaked out, and after a minute or two we concluded it was not still following us. Once back in the San Elijo neighborhood that sits on the outskirts of both Questhaven and the Elfin Forest, Mike told us that once we came we could never leave…and then the one-way streets threatened to trap us in circles forever. “I told you, once you come, you can never leave. That is if you want to leave legally.”

And the rest is history.