11:43: Note to self: never accept apples from wandering archers. I learned this the hard way…
Discovered an abandoned porta-potty. Realized why it was abandoned as I got closer.
Saw an arrow and wondered why it was getting bigger. Then it hit me.
Ate. Prayed. Killed something.
Looked at the sun, hoping to get a glimpse of the Great One. Now my eyes hurt.
Hit my funny bone. Ended up crying. A lot.
By the way, Great One, could you send a few attractive looking enemies my way? I could use some eye candy once in a while.
Ronnie Brown wanted to give the Street Fighter the old one-two, but forgot how to count…