Well apparently I get to mention some good news for once. We have finally gotten news that M is still alive and apparently in relatively good shape. A girl(?) named 'Blondie' found him passed out in a library and took him to get patched up. She then proceeded to take him back to her place for a little additional recovery time. I personally think that, in his case at least, staying there this long is a bad idea.... but, maybe thats what he needs. A little bit of time in a friendly place to get patched up. Kids been running longer than anyone. He deserves a rest.. Hopefully he can actually get one this time.
Last I saw, Zeke was still in Maryland. Celeste is apparently pretty banged up. She seems like a tough girl though...but hard headed as hell. I know Wren isn't the most trustworthy guy in the world, but if Zeke is willing to put his faith in him thats good enough for me. I guess she cant see that for herself however.
Jake is still missing... however he, or someone using his name, has been posting on his twitter. For Josh's sake I really hope its Jake and not someone trying to lure him in. He seems a bit desperate at this point, and honestly I don't know if Josh really knows what he's in the middle of. Flying blind in shit like this can be hazardous to your health, thats for damn sure.. I'll be honest... I feel quite badly about not going to look for Jake myself. He and I conversed quite a bit and I tried to give him the best advice I could...but there's only so much someone can do when there's this much distance in between them. All I can do right now is hope for the best.
Cairo is back. Since he was released from custody he has put out a new compilation. I still don't know what to make of the whole ordeal surrounding him. On one hand, I WANT to trust the guy. I really do. But trust is a valuable commodity in this little community of ours, and the value of his has been shaken a bit. I'm going to continue to reserve judgement on him till a later date.
Jesus Christ, TJ and Amy stepped straight into the fucking frying pan didn't they? As I sat down to write this, I was alerted that TJ was attacked tonight. Something jumped her in the parking lot and puked some black shit into her mouth. God knows what the hell that is! Poor girl might have GhonnaSyphaHerpaAidsaTitus now or something. Her knife is missing so it seems she might have stuck whatever the fuck it was that got her though... Tall, pale and fashionable sure is rounding up an impressive stable of cohorts lately isn't he? Those girls need to get out of there as soon as possible. Even if they just start driving in some arbitrary direction.
Those are all the updates I can honestly think of right now for everyone else involved.. I guess I will move on to whats been going on with me. Nothing too exciting honestly, and i'm thankful of that. However, my nerves and paranoia have been getting the best of me from time to time. We had a really nasty fog bank roll through a few nights ago and I swear I saw things moving in the fog as I drove down the back roads. I stopped once or twice to investigate but there was nothing there. I need to start calming down and just taking a deep breath from time to time.
Now that I think about it, there WAS one slightly odd occurrence lately. I had gone to Walmart late one night (it seems all late night trips end up at Walmart...) earlier this week. It was somewhere around 2:30 or 3:00am. As I was leaving the store and walking out to the car, a strange looking man got out of a new looking F150 and began to approach me. He walked up and said excuse me, to which I asked him what he needed. He asked if I lived in the area. I used my stock response of 'somewhat' (even though I am only about 10 minutes away from said Walmart) which I always say when odd people ask me if I live here. I looked him over, he looked dirty and disheveled. His clothes were covered in paint and dirt, possibly wood dust. He proceeded to tell me that he was from West Chester PA and was traveling to Cape May NJ. He said his truck was almost out of gas, and that none of the gas stations around would take his credit card number without the card available. This red flagged to me, why would he know his card number if he didn't have his card? I know I sure as hell don't know my numbers by heart. At the time I chalked it up as a junkie trying to scam some cash for crack or some cans of spray paint...but something about him didn't set right with me. The way he just sorta paused and looked me over, sizing me up. I know he didn't plan on jumping me because I was quite a bit bigger than him and there were lots of people outside (it was apparently break time). Again, like I said I HAVE been letting my nerves get the best of me but I swear I got a chill up my spine like this guy knew who I was and was just probing me for something. After I apologized and told him I couldn't help him out due to lack of cash myself, I jumped in my car and hauled ass out of t he parking lot before he could get rolling. I also made sure to take a mildly convoluted way home. That creepy feeling I got just wouldn't let go and I did NOT want him to be following me home.
Other than that...Like I said, everything has been quite calm. Well....other than the plague of stink bugs.. *laughs* But thats a story for another night.
Until next time... -Hellershanks