Late I know but please excuse my writer's block...its horrible. XO...so here is some other stuff from my dungeon of odd ideas. Don't ask. These are very short one shots...cause I'm too lazy. XD
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Dear diary.
Wait, should I address you? You are a non living thing, what the fuck am I addressing you for? Well this is just one time thing...I don't mean to continue these stupid diary entries. Cause this is more like a self therapy thing, I've had too much on my hands lately so now I'm gonna share this with...a notebook...wow that sounds pathetic. Well it's not, cause I Revy Two Hands am a prodigal gunwoman, the best shot in the east and I think it'd be best that I retain that title rather than get a new one, one that involves lying at the bottom of the sea. So here I am with a pen in my hand and I'm going to put down every single thing that happens in this...umm yeah...so that my head stays clear.
So where do I start...ah obviously the morning. Right. Let's see...today was one of the most boring days, literally did nothing worthwhile except staring at some porno...don't you dare judge me. Now I prefer the porn over the audio Benny and Jane provided as back ground music...it annoyed the crap outta me. But hey, Dutch said to calm myself and not put a hole in those two! Now I'm not one to be ordered around but he did say something about salary reduction. And a girl like me can live without that. I mean after all the poker games with Eda, the booze and the ammo I don't usually have much left anyway. A girls gotta have some fun, especially when she spends the whole day with three idiotic guys as their babysitter. Trust me they'd be Swiss cheese without me, I just don't get the respect I deserve.
So anyway, boring day, no jobs, no booze. Ugh no booze, my stash is empty, I got nothing! Yellow Flags closed at the moment. Maybe it'll open up tomorrow. A lot went to shit recently, after that psycho glasses bitch showed up on some revenge rampage. Oh and all thanks to Rock and his stupid fucking master plan and messiah complex I got shot! Both my arms too! I'm Two Hands! The second greatest duel wielder in existence...and I get both my arms hole-ified...is that even a word? Who cares it's not like I gotta give this for grading.
Anyway so like I said; a lot has gone to shit lately, my biggest issue is dealing with Rock right now…..he's been all mopey lately. Tried dragging him to the other bar last night but he flat out refused. That is so not like him…I even called him a prissy fucking princess and still nothing! Dutch has been whiney about the condition of the office and the amount of our pay that went into renovation of both the boat and the flat and Benny has Jane over for the week…which means a lot of my time is spent trying not to kill those two. I swear they are like a couple of rabbits…and they are going at it right now…..and that's after they disappeared into his room this morning. And its around six pm now. Now Dutch is an ass, he left me alone at the office with those two while he went all "ooh I gotta go get some work done! Yo Revy….keep an eye around here and don't kill those two yo!" cocksucker…I bet he's out screwing Yolanda. Which reminds me…..Eda wanted to play poker tomorrow…..not sure if I should go….I mean that bitch has some weirdass tricks up her sleeve all the fucking time. I don't think I can afford to lose any more cash. Ah shit….Dutch is back! Gotta hide you….this.
There...done. Next will be out...muuuuuch later...but hopefully soon enough. Reviews are needed for survival. X3