Title:           Journal 3
Author:          SnowBlind
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First Edit:      Sunday 19th of January 2014 07:26:39 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 19th of January 2014 07:26:39 PM CDT

01-19-14
 
Woke up and turned my swag on this morning, deadset on getting a job.
 
Then I got lost. Really now, is it this hard to get lost in this fucking town? I mean, several of the others here at the inn say "if you've been at the inn, you've been everywhere". Guess they're right, but that still doesn't explain how the fuck I ended up taking a detour to the CEMETERY. Oh yeah, some faggots that got here after some time of wishing got themselves SNUFFED. Not me though, nope!
 
But then I might, given the job I kinda signed up for. Feldspar, the mining foreman who's now on maternity leave, gave me the heads up about the mine. I'll be there tomorrow at eight. Except then something strange happened: Curious came in (the goddess from the last entry yesterday – there's good reason why I called her that because she's both incredible to the eye and way out of my league – little thing called HELLO SHE'S MARRIED – along with Flora... I'd rather not put why) and said that:
1. The catacombs (where I was directed to) are dangerous and
2. Booze Hound has been trying to get a job for a while, but hasn't gotten it.
 
None of that makes sense to me. This day doesn't make sense. Life as a pony... doesn't make sense. What do I want?
 
Minor note: The mining schedule might wind up screwing me over or something. Might need to find something better.
 
This town is... shit. Well, it's nice, and the ponies I've met so far are nice but I gotta remember that this is a 4CHAN TOWN. Somewhere along the line, some shit's gonna hit the fan.
 
Also, Mary and Anny left a while ago to visit Phoenix Down ("Oaf" as Anny calls him, she calls me "WoW Nerd). They're not back yet. What, are they discussing the meaning of life or something?
 
Supplemental:
 
Mary came back without Anny. Heard nothing about what happened, though I have further reason to believe I am forever alone.
 
Hilarity ensued as Booze fought Alt. Guess who won? Right awkward, it was.
 
Then I fought him outside. I cannot feel my limbs.
 
Well... can't fight, can I? Weak sauce, can't take alcohol, got a job that involves a dangerous cave.
 
I'm going to die alone. Soon.
 
No.