Well peeps, what can I say? Another day of mind-numbing boredom in Greenville, NC ensues. If you've never been here, pray that you keep it that way. This place is like the fucking Bermuda Triangle of the south. Once you've gotten trapped into living here, you're fucked. No matter how hard you try to escape it, you're gonna get sucked right back in. Worse yet, if you ever try to do a web-search on this place, half of the time nothing pops up. It's truly like the fucking place doesn't exist. 

Leading me to an interesting hypothesis: What if it doesn't? What if the average-sized population of this place is actually a "test group" for some crazy fucking experiment designed to see what happens if you cram a bunch of people into this hellhole, and watch them go nuts? "But Chris", you say, "Where do they get these poor souls from?" Simple. Alien abductions. Yeah, I said it. Those same spindly little grey space perverts who ride around in little saucers snatching people out of their sleep to butt-rape 'em with spaceprobes and shove shit up their nostrils to track 'em with later, might have upgraded from their usual M.O. and decided it would be fun to contain a group of people in an artificially created town, and observe them for a while. 

Hence, this shithole in which I now currently reside. Sweet Jesus.

Well, that's fine. 'Cuz starting TODAY I get my rifle and telescope ready. And night vision goggles. Ready for what? Ready to observe the skies and shoot one of those little fuckers down so I can ask him some questions.