It's been three months since I last wrote a journal. That's been a while, I guess. But I haven't had to much to write about. So let's just list things out shall we?

I'm currently about a month and a half from moving to Las Vegas, however, I do believe that I won't be getting the full associates degree I had planed on. things have been tough, and though I work at Cogo's number 777, it should be labeled 666. It'a a personal hell zone of assholes, annoyances, creepy old men, drunkards, and idiots. And that's being nice.

I've been bookbinding, but some of you didn't know I did that. All the same.

I found Waldo. He came into my personal hell and Cogo's 777 and even let me get a picture of him. Look up the Waldo Ultimatum.

I also missed my chance to chat it up with an amazing Joker last night. But I made it up by going out to the park near my house and taking pictures in the woods at night. And yes, this was around midnight. Horror Movie scenario, anyone? Don't worry, I didn't unleash any daemons or cause the end of man or get attacked by a vampire, werewolf, or other preternatural baddie. Nor did I get abducted by Faeries or Pixies, though I don't think I would have minded that too much.

On another note, my beloved and I are working on a universal RPG system. While we are planning to leave the rule pounding out and executive decisions, we need play-testers, writers, and people who might have more information about certain settings than us. If you're interested, get in contact.

I think I've stolen enough of your Soul for now, don't worry, it'll grow back. Until then, it shall feed me.

Oh, I'm also taking part in NaNoWriMo. Google it if you don't know what I'm talking about.