CreviceRuins
Unlucky Member
Seeing as this is going to be a while before everything is in place for the real action. I'll start with the adventure that lead me to this site. Might as well use this as a livejournal until everything is unlocked.
Starting with Monday
It started out pretty normal, waking up around 11:48 a.m. Don't ask me how I remember that. I'm still wondering myself. I vaguely remember mornings period. But this particular day I remembered.
Once I heard the words, "Oh Crevice" like an annoying alarm clock that interrupts all peace you once had, I immediately exited out the warmth of the bed. Though, it's funny. I want to remain in my warm sheets yet, if I turn off my fan that's blowing during the night so I don't experience a heatstroke. I'm hot. What an interesting species we are as human beings?
Sarcasm and curiosity at the same time.
Moving on, I walk outside and see a plate of fish sticks awaiting to be placed in my stomach at the table. So quickly, I grasp some dempster's whole wheat bread, put Miracle whip on it and smash all eight into a taco. That might seem impossible but it is. Try it once, you might like it. Or you might not.
So, I only hurried because my great grandmother lives with us and well, you know how when you get older. Feeling like you want to eat less. Not my grandmother. That food burns fast and she's always ready for a snack. A.K.A my snack or meal. And well, I guess I'm the type of guy who can't say no, it's mine to a 89 year old. She's old anyways so, meh. So that's why I quickly did what I had to do and awaited her arrival to taunt her. Don't get me wrong, I love my grandmother. She's hilarious and the "in my day" conversations are always the best. Never gets old either.
After waiting ten minutes for her I decided to dig in. I moaned happily from the taste. MMMMM! Good.
It took me maybe fifteen minutes to finish breakfast and dump my dishes in the sink, then wash them. Yeah, I know. We don't have a dishwasher, in fact my grandmother's famous words are, "I'm the dishwasher". I'm like, have fun with that.
Around noon I left and went for a stroll, exercising around the whole area. Gettting unwanted attention from bees, thinking my auburn hair has pollen within the strands. Ugh. Though I rather it bees bothering me. Wasps, those are one evil son's of vipers. I don't even know the purpose for them except for karma? Maybe? A huge maybe.
Starting with Monday
It started out pretty normal, waking up around 11:48 a.m. Don't ask me how I remember that. I'm still wondering myself. I vaguely remember mornings period. But this particular day I remembered.
Once I heard the words, "Oh Crevice" like an annoying alarm clock that interrupts all peace you once had, I immediately exited out the warmth of the bed. Though, it's funny. I want to remain in my warm sheets yet, if I turn off my fan that's blowing during the night so I don't experience a heatstroke. I'm hot. What an interesting species we are as human beings?
Sarcasm and curiosity at the same time.
Moving on, I walk outside and see a plate of fish sticks awaiting to be placed in my stomach at the table. So quickly, I grasp some dempster's whole wheat bread, put Miracle whip on it and smash all eight into a taco. That might seem impossible but it is. Try it once, you might like it. Or you might not.
So, I only hurried because my great grandmother lives with us and well, you know how when you get older. Feeling like you want to eat less. Not my grandmother. That food burns fast and she's always ready for a snack. A.K.A my snack or meal. And well, I guess I'm the type of guy who can't say no, it's mine to a 89 year old. She's old anyways so, meh. So that's why I quickly did what I had to do and awaited her arrival to taunt her. Don't get me wrong, I love my grandmother. She's hilarious and the "in my day" conversations are always the best. Never gets old either.
After waiting ten minutes for her I decided to dig in. I moaned happily from the taste. MMMMM! Good.
It took me maybe fifteen minutes to finish breakfast and dump my dishes in the sink, then wash them. Yeah, I know. We don't have a dishwasher, in fact my grandmother's famous words are, "I'm the dishwasher". I'm like, have fun with that.
Around noon I left and went for a stroll, exercising around the whole area. Gettting unwanted attention from bees, thinking my auburn hair has pollen within the strands. Ugh. Though I rather it bees bothering me. Wasps, those are one evil son's of vipers. I don't even know the purpose for them except for karma? Maybe? A huge maybe.