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2:06 P.M. Locking me out. Not cool, boyo. Changing my avatar? Meh. I've seen it happen before. Doubt it's the same people bothering ____. I

2:08 P.M. Names are being censored. I was going to continue on in my pissed off little rant to see if I could get to the bottom of the problem, but hell if I have an answer for what's causing this. ____'s busy with ___ shit really? Pronouns get shafted? Really?

2:10 P.M. Taking my time working out what's going on here. I lost control of the account after the 31st. I lost time, which is what happened between 3:20 P.M. to 6:32 P.M., and then again from then to 10:46 P.M. on August 31st. I had a 3 hour lapse, then a 4 hour one. Then things just slipped on by. I guess I should also say it's the 22nd of September, 2011, just in case those start becoming days of lost time instead of hours.

2:14 P.M. I'm at the university, and have been since I started writing this post. I want to get that out of the way in case something happens that causes a time lapse which changes my location. My car pool should be here at 4 and I don't want to suddenly be at home, wondering what the hell happened. Good, I've got that out of the way. So here we are. I guess I should start at the beginning.

2:17 P.M. I have no idea what's going on with the woman with the messed up face. The URL says Oasis%2BScream, or "Oasis Scream", I guess. I'm trying to find out what it means in relation to whoever jacked my blog and why they would replace my avatar with it. Don't think it has anything to do with the band, but I'm not willing to deny anything an opportunity to prove its relation to what the hell is going on. Not much else to go on here. It's not like I'll be able to figure what "THEY" or "HERE" mean for some time, let alone what whoever jacked my blog means by the "nobody" tags.

Speaking of, what's up with the messed up spacing? Why the vertical lines? Why leave a "signature" of five spaces ended with one (For any skeptics thinking I'm pulling a fast one, I can edit the posts and count; hell, highlight the empty space between the mark, five spaces exactly)? What's the significance? And hell, what are their demands? That I commit suicide? That "kill yourself" title didn't exactly leave any room to the imagination, did it.

2:27 P.M. I'm back on my medication. Forgot to mention that. Looking back at some of the stuff I've written. I seriously feel bad for anyone reading it. There's a load of crazy down there (Did I really give my a and q keys shit a month ago?), and I'm not particularly proud of it. Having said that, now, the PLAYER stuff is legit. I can tell you that. Through the haze I was in back then, I remember that PLAYERs are important, blood is important, and the parenthesis are important. That is, the ones with ALLCAPS going on. The ones I did up there are real asides, I remember the ALLCAPS ones kind of showing up as spontaneously as blood <--that.

2:32 P.M. Trying to keep better track of what time it is now. No arbitrary limits, no "every ten minutes" crap anymore, I'm just placing it when enough time has passed for me and I feel like I should do it. Still at the university. Still surrounded by (mostly) normal people. I don't really see anything too weird, other that the PLAYERs this and the blood that etc.etc. Haven't really pulled at the skin around my fingers as much as I used to lately, so that's good.

2:35 P.M. Don't worry, I know it's probably Him, but being a man of Criminal Justice I really don't like ruling things out to the point where all you can see is the man in the shadows. Why strain your eyes when there is a perfectly reasonable explanation in the psychopaths lurking around on the internet? Then again, I haven't really advertised this to many people... knowing what I know about Him, telling anyone who doesn't know is a really fast way to endanger their lives.

2:41 P.M. 2:45 now. OK everyone, it's almost time for Lesson Two. I don't want to give too much away, but I will say this: You can't change the past. No matter how badly things went, you can't head back and tell yourself what to do to bounce back from it. I'd try to tie the Lesson into this post, but I am feeling damn tired after all this talking, and I haven't changed everything back yet. Might not be able to, like with ____'s channel. More blocking. Great. Lovely.

2:49- no, 2:50 P.M. Headache coming on, same as last time. Might be trying to tell myself something subliminally. Who knows, all I understand is this is pissing me off. I don't like being censored, and something or someone is messing with my blog. Or maybe it's my mind. Maybe I'm doing it myself in a mini-version of those blackouts, I type something and some override activates, making me want to change it. Whee, now I think I'm a robot. Joy. This is awesome. I wonder if I'm subject to Asimov's Laws of Robotics.

2:53 P.M. Blood coming out of the little tear I made when I chewed some skin off near my thumbnail. Either I have really good designers, or I'm not a robot. Learned something either way.

2:55 P.M. Alright, I'm calling it for now. I'll see if I can change some of these profile modifications, after I take some screenshots. Later.