For a title, that is... Either way, I've been thinking a lot lately. One thing I've noticed is just how fucked my decision making process is. It's paradoxical, I guess. My actions and my thoughts don't quite mix, is all I mean to say. I have darker thoughts, I am lead to believe. I mean, I can't read all of your minds or anything, but I don't get the feeling that my thoughts are quite average. I dunno. I feel sort of mean, or at least a little cold. I don't act that way though, not usually. I've noticed especially when I play video games and such. I generally prefer darker themed games, but I never make evil characters unless that's what you're supposed to do, and I try not to fuck everybody over. I mean, not that I don't ever straight up kill some people, but I feel like a lot of them probably deserve it... I killed everybody in Dishonored. I mean, you had a cool fucking fold out sword kinda thing. Didn't help that I'm terrible at stealth games. That sword was fucking cool. They should have tried harder not to see me. Those guys were dicks. Except for Daud. That was a cool guy. Shame I killed him. Having no context will do that to you. Fuck. I should probably just end this journal. Have a good day.



What will we do with a drunken whaler? [ 3 times ]
Early in the morning.

Way hay, and up she rises [ 3 times ]
Early in the morning.

Stuff him in a sack and throw him over [ 3 times ]
Early in the morning.

Feed him to the hungry rats for dinner [ 3 times ]
Early in the morning.

Way hay, and up she rises [ 3 times ]
early in the morning.

Shoot to the heart with loaded pistol [ 3 times ]
Early in the morning.

Slice his throat with a rusty cleaver [ 3 times ]
Early in the morning.

Way hay, and up she rises [ 3 times ]
Early in the morning.

Should have paid more attention to your job, fucker. So hard to find good, sober whalers.