WAG - Alright. If my eyes don't deceive, and Lord knows they do all the time, I believe the Internet has decided to let my creation live...for know.
It will probably end up like a scene out of Mary Shelly's "Frankenstein" when the villagers like the friendly doctor, but are a little worried about his habit of raiding the local cemetary and the fixation on "giving life to previously dead things." In the end, they decide enough is enough and storm the place with pitchforks and torches.
This being the 21st century, the rioters will be armed with their handguns of choice and lighters.
My goal is to make it to Friday villager free. The odds are against me, but that's normal. I live in a college dorm, I'm used to that.
The trick is knowing when is the right time to leave town.
Uh oh... I think I hear the cries of an violent, enraged mob... Or maybe the guy accoss the hall just popped in a new rap CD.... Either way, I should sign off, just to be safe....
Monday, October 07, 2002
9:35 PM -
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