Day 1: March 17, 2003
7:00 am -
Hello, I am the Evil Turtle. I am green (duh) and I am a tad bad. Today is the day, I can just feel it in my tiny bones (or maybe that's just the ach of the fall.) Today I will begin My Plan To Take Over The World!! Now I must go off and laugh evilly.
10:00 am -
Was laughing quite evilly when I got to the edge of the desk. I fell off mid-laugh, and it has taken me almost 3 hours to climb up the leg of the desk. I believe I have hurt my tail, but I will never be sure, for my neck can't turn around that far.
10:05 am -
Tried to look at my tail and strained my neck. I can't feel my tail anymore; I believe this could be a slight determent in My Plan To Take Over The World, though.
11:00 am -
A human personage by the call of Roy took me to a facility for animal health. They searched my tail, and then I felt a prick on my left hind leg. I have now awoken from, um, something and I can't feel my body below the waist and I am back on the desk. The idiot Roy has left, farewell Roy, this is probably the last time I'll see thee, (sarcasm drips of my sentiment, doesn't it?) Despite the numbness of my hind legs, I seem to be able to use them well enough, for I can move forward.
12:00 pm -
My damned legs have catapulted me off the desk again!! Luckily I landed on the book of paper I'm writing in, thus saving myself from *gasp* a crack in my shell. I believe I've lost time from My Plan To Take Over The World.
6:00 pm -
I have started my trek to the outside universe. NO MORE DESKS FOR ME!! I said farewell to Tallulah, the other turtle, who is not a tad bad, unlike moi. She accused me of carrying a diary, the nerve!! Stupid girlie turtles, this book of paper, which I happen to write my thoughts and secrets in, that is locked and has the words DO NOT READ plastered on the front, is NOT a diary. I shall have to remember to put her at the top of My List Of People To DOOM And Wish Bad Things For.
9:00 pm -
Can't. move. any. farther. Must. get. to. shelter. and. sleep! I have now reached the lawn. I will take shelter under the porch steps and sleep for the night. My Plan For Taking Over The World has begun!! Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to do some quick evil-ish laughing, and then rejuvenate for phase 2 of My Plan: get to the Quick-e-Mart down the road.
9:05 pm -
If you hadn't noticed, my small-brained human, Phase One was: get to front porch steps after a quick check up, DUHHHHH!!!!! Now back to my laughing evilly.
7:00 am -
Hello, I am the Evil Turtle. I am green (duh) and I am a tad bad. Today is the day, I can just feel it in my tiny bones (or maybe that's just the ach of the fall.) Today I will begin My Plan To Take Over The World!! Now I must go off and laugh evilly.
10:00 am -
Was laughing quite evilly when I got to the edge of the desk. I fell off mid-laugh, and it has taken me almost 3 hours to climb up the leg of the desk. I believe I have hurt my tail, but I will never be sure, for my neck can't turn around that far.
10:05 am -
Tried to look at my tail and strained my neck. I can't feel my tail anymore; I believe this could be a slight determent in My Plan To Take Over The World, though.
11:00 am -
A human personage by the call of Roy took me to a facility for animal health. They searched my tail, and then I felt a prick on my left hind leg. I have now awoken from, um, something and I can't feel my body below the waist and I am back on the desk. The idiot Roy has left, farewell Roy, this is probably the last time I'll see thee, (sarcasm drips of my sentiment, doesn't it?) Despite the numbness of my hind legs, I seem to be able to use them well enough, for I can move forward.
12:00 pm -
My damned legs have catapulted me off the desk again!! Luckily I landed on the book of paper I'm writing in, thus saving myself from *gasp* a crack in my shell. I believe I've lost time from My Plan To Take Over The World.
6:00 pm -
I have started my trek to the outside universe. NO MORE DESKS FOR ME!! I said farewell to Tallulah, the other turtle, who is not a tad bad, unlike moi. She accused me of carrying a diary, the nerve!! Stupid girlie turtles, this book of paper, which I happen to write my thoughts and secrets in, that is locked and has the words DO NOT READ plastered on the front, is NOT a diary. I shall have to remember to put her at the top of My List Of People To DOOM And Wish Bad Things For.
9:00 pm -
Can't. move. any. farther. Must. get. to. shelter. and. sleep! I have now reached the lawn. I will take shelter under the porch steps and sleep for the night. My Plan For Taking Over The World has begun!! Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to do some quick evil-ish laughing, and then rejuvenate for phase 2 of My Plan: get to the Quick-e-Mart down the road.
9:05 pm -
If you hadn't noticed, my small-brained human, Phase One was: get to front porch steps after a quick check up, DUHHHHH!!!!! Now back to my laughing evilly.