Lock's at theO. Everybody, hide your sugary substances!

Still not better...

How long does one d*mn ibuprofen poisoning LAST?!
I haven't been puking much (for I haven't eaten in a while), but still. This thing should have run its course by now. I shouldn't still be heaving my guts out.

What's worse is, Those annoying Corpse Trio kids keep trying to get into the hideout.

Usually I'd be happy to let them in, and we could go on an insect extermination spree, but you do not know how annoying and loud those kids are. I think they broke my eardrums with their incessant chattering.

And that Gargoyle kid got into my secret stash of candy I'd been planning to eat bit by bit once I got better.

Who do you know who can down six king-sized Hershey's bars, seven packs of MnMs, and a whole bag of Swedish Fish in less than a minute?! Other than Barrel, of course.

So now I have no sugar (Which I've been seriously low on... I haven't ingested any candy for two months now. It's driving me nuts.), I still got a huge gash in my foot (which I suspect is becoming infected), and I'm still puking. On top of all of that, Shock is still ignoring me, the scanner isn't working, and Diablo is getting more ravenous. He's getting more to eat than I could ever dream of right now.

And you think your annoying co-worker is bad.

I've gotta go now. Harlequin Demon offered to teach me how to crochet to take my mind off this whole business. I know it sounds girly, but I found it quite addicting.

Shock's gonna be happy when I make her a shirt or something. Maybe she'll finally notice me.

Out for a while!

~Lock

Feeling nauseous... among other things

Ugh. What could be worse than having to stoop over a crapper all day?

Having to stand over a crapper with a KILLER headache, a bandaged foot, and a black eye.

Shock told me to take some ibuprofen, but I told her it doesn't help a bit. So what does she do? She takes one, and sticks it in my Mountain Dew. I didn't notice it, because the MD is red.

Now all of today's lunch, and some of yesterday's are now in the sewer.

In addition to that, I shocked myself with an electrical outlet, and nearly choked on an oyster cracker.

Do you KNOW how tiny those stupid things are? Look at a 12 year old's pinkie nail. That's about how big.

How do you choke on one of them?!
...
To make everything worse, I decided to get a little too adventurous, and I stabbed my foot on one of Oogie's old death traps. There was blood absolutely everywhere. Of course I freaked out, and had to pull myself free.

Then I hit my eye on the barrel of one of those slots shooters he keeps.

Shock didn't notice a thing when I got back up.

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So in short, I'm sick, hurt, and very ticked off at nobody in particular.
Don't anger me.
-Lock

Newness

It's everybody's favorite trick-or-treater from Halloweentown! Hold your applause, ladies and gentlemen. I know you all love me and think I'm such a sexy devil.

I've seen that Barrel's also got an account here... and to think there was one spot I could be free of that fatty. He'll clog up my guestbook with all of his half-wit comments.

Oh well. It's preferred to having none.

I'll be posting quite a few pictures once I get my danged scanner working.

'till then. I love you all, doting fans.

~Lock