Intense Research of an Individual

Dear Journal,

I saw her today.
I watched her leave work, like I do everyday.
I was so excited to see her again, like I am everyday, I almost spilled a drop...

I saw her.
Coming closer to the door.
Chatting with the brunette. (I think her name is Mindy.)
Then to another door.
Laughing, smiling.
What beautiful teeth.
Maybe a necklace...
And finally, through the last door.
Stopping, smiling, waving, looking for your keys.

Janis, I know you dye your hair, but how do you make it pearlescent red/black? The way the sun hits it, really makes it... POP!
Blood red.
Until you're in the shade again, or low light.
Pitch black.

It's amazing how the smallest thing, like the colour of you're hair, makes my heart race and my breath quicken.
The smell of you're perfume across the street makes my testicles draw upward and my sphincter contract.
And the slightly worried look in your eyes as you scan the parking garage for muggers just before you open your car door, and I...
I...

Hold it in...

Good.

I love how you always look both ways three times before you make a turn. How you run your fingers through your hair on your way home. How we 'accidently' bump into each other at the grocery store, shopping for... melons.

The sheer joy of you knowing I'm behind you from the store to your home, and knowing you don't mind.
It's simply ecstasy for me.
I know it is for you too, Janis.

Just reviewing the events of the day make me...
Mmmm...
Janis, you tease!

I just love it when you...

...

Dirty!
I'm a Dirty, DIRTY BOY!!
Now I MUST Go In And WASH and BLEACH My DISGUSTING Body!!

FUCK!

Can't Live With Them, Not Ready to Kill Them

Is there anything worse than a bunch of men for roommates? Talk about not cleaning up after themselves! Every time Wolf finds a new girlfriend I have to follow him around for a week with a dustbuster. Does he think no one will notice all that plaster dust? Does he think it disappears somewhere between the ceiling and the room below??? And now A has purchased a gun. Oh sure, protection and all. From each other? A's as likely to shoot himself in the foot as to shoot one of the others, and either way, where am I? Left with a mess to clean up and a wounded guy to look after (they do NOT tolerate pain well). As soon as they all go out, that gun is headed for the same place I put Wolf's barrel. His idea of a secret place is laughable. But as long as he doesn't change his mind and go looking for it, we are all safe. I wiped that thing down inside and out before I reburied it somewhere a little safer.

-g

Interesting

Interesting,
I think I am going crazy. I am starting to wonder what my roomies are up too. I see their looks of hatred towards me. Not the look that you get from someone that you cut off in traffic or the look a cat lover gives a dog. No, this is more like they are plotting my demise. I feel that I will have to strike first. I seen what Wold did to the Pig. And, my other room mate easily drugged me when I was drinking. I need to be  more careful. I want to have my fun too but they won't share. This .45 I got from Shelly's Pawn and Sell seems heavy in my hands. Oddly heavy. But, if the plan goes right, the heaviness will be lightened by a few ounces....
Adversary

My Point Exactly

Pig was weak. Weak and stupid and he didn't know better than to put his hands on that which is Mine. Always rooting around with those soft filthy girlish hands of his like.... Well, like you know who..

I caught him in the act of fouling My Prize. He left her soiled and filthy and no longer of any use to me.

And he was still alive when I sealed them both in that drum together to spend the rest of eternity in each others arms. She wasn't, but that's what he deserved. It made my skin crawl to touch her after he had, but I steeled my nerves and showed her mercy. After all, it wasn't her fault. I gently let the air seep out of her until she slept and faded away.

So now they rest together in.... A secret place. A safe place. Locked away in a place where neither you nor anybody else will ever find them.

Keep that in mind. I will not have you touching My Things. There's still room for more drums.

-Wolf

Pig

I remember Pig.
He was weak.
About like what is left of that cat I left under your mattress. You two are so protective of your women but it is ok. I will take out my agressions on those stray's that no one will miss. It is good practice. And your post are getting deleted? That is crazy. You didn't memorize your password did you?
Adversary

What The....

Journal-
Exactly who has been removing my entries?
I'll bet..... well, I'm pretty sure I know who it was.
Get your own girl, you swine! Wendy is MINE!!!

One of these days you are going to go too far and you'll end up like Pig.
Remember Pig? Seen him around lately?
Think about that.

-Wolf

The Horrible Night

Dear Journal,

It's all a little blurry. Or, maybe hazy. I think one of my roommates got drunk last night.
No. That's not right.
Ah yes. Now I remember.

Adversary...

The bar.
You'd like me to think you're a ladies man. But I remember quite clearly. Shooting pool, and buying Wendy a few drinks. Having a few too many yourself. Then you bought them at the same time and slipped in the Rohypnol.
You've done you're homework, buying Blue Lagoons so it wouldn't show. But, the bartender saw you do it and switched the drinks.

That's why today seems like an episode of Desperate Housewives. Some professional you turned out to be. HA!

And I'll thank you to keep your hands off Janis. She's too pretty and sweet for you.

And in the future...
STOP DRUGGING EVERYONE YOU SEE!

Let's see how the day goes, Journal.

Hog wash

HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAAAA!!!

Journal,

Old friends. Can I still call them that? I will say it with a sneer this time, oooollllddddd friends!! I will have you know, and I hate to break this to you journal but….me and Wendy had us a little thing going on. Yep, that’s right. We have been talking. Well that isn’t entirely true, I wrote her a note, left it on her seat on the bus, AND SHE READ IT!! That’s right buddy. She tried to play with my head when she had that look of fear in her eyes, scanning around to see who may have left such a lovely note for her. She is so playful Wolf. I have to admit you are right about this one. Who gets the play now haha, now just to make my move on ol’ Janis! Or as I like to call her The Future Ex-Adversary. You could use that black light in the room when I am done with her and finished with the clean-up HAHAHAHAHA!! I don't need to find my own women as long as these two knuckleheads keep showing the winners to me. I am really liking this new house. But, once again, to crowded. Who to get rid of? Who?

-Adversary

I wonder if she is as beautiful on the inside as she is on the outside.

Do You See???

Journal-
Do you see what I have to put up with here? A pair of sicko's and freakazoids if you ask me. Mister "Creepier Than Thou Adversary" Ooooooo.... I'm scared. Like he gets it any more than the rest of us do! Hmph!

And old Mister Shampoo Bottle. Yuck! That isn't the only place he does that. You could blue light this whole neighborhood and it would look like a four square block orgy took place. The money we spend on bleach alone in a month would make you cringe.

Neither one of them know what true love is all about. Making a connection. Forming a bond. They are all about creepy touching and keeping secrets. Shallow!

They will never have the bond that Wendy and I share. She knows that we are destined to be together and she is just waiting for the day that she can be Mine. And I love the way she plays the game. Pretending not to know that I am there watching. But I always see the telltale signs. The way she casually lets the sheet slip down while she's pretending to sleep. Dropping something in the shower. Sitting on the bus with her thighs slightly open. Deliberately teasing me with that ripe luscious body of hers. Oh! She is such a vixen...

Wendy's room is almost ready. I've spent days working on it. Hopefully the Peeper Brothers won't screw up and make us move again before I'm ready this time.

I'm sure she will be happy down there for the rest of her life. Our life. Together at last.

One thing Adversary is right about..... This place is too small for all of us. When Wendy moves in, they have to go.

-Wolf

Sharing Room

Hello.

I really do not like my roommates anymore. It just does not seem to be the room for all of us in this little place. We just got here and they are already arguing, trying to one up the other. I will have you know that I am the real sicko you need to worry about. Ohhh yes my friend. I am that likable person that everyone knows. You know that guy that can fit in with any crowd, the guy that knows all the funny jokes, the guy that you would let your sister go home with. I am that same friend that can talk your sister into not telling you that we are together because we all know how you can get. HAHA! Yep! You got it my friend. I think I will just stroll over there and talk to ol’ what’s her name just to show the other two that playing Mr. Creepazoid isn’t going to get her over here. Then the real fun can begin.

-Adversary

The Old Friend

Dear Journal,

I don't know why you talk to that jerk. All he ever does is get us in trouble. At least I'm only taking their underwear and masturbating in their shampoo. (Mmm, the thought of them wearing ME around all day... running into their mouths and over their firm butt as they wash me out and re-apply me!)
But him!? Always sneaking and touching in their sleep and reverse fondling... It's disgusting. And what's worse is the smile that creeps on their faces as he talks to them on the street.
Wolf indeed. A wolf in sheep's clothing.

Traitorous bastard JOURNAL!
STOP ACKNOWLEDGING HIM! DON'T LET HIM WRITE IN YOU ANYMORE! YOU'RE MINE NOT HIS!!

Journal, he's going to get us in trouble again. We'll have to move again. You know how uncomfortable you get in a new place.

Besides, Janis is a nice, pleasant young lady.
She's very pretty, with nice little breasts and tight fitting jeans.

I think she'll suit our collection just fine.

Goodnight, Journal.

A Raised Eyebrow

Journal-
Kercheck.... really. I don't know what he sees in her. But then he always liked those skinny girls. Stick figures. Bah. They are all hip bones and ribs. No meat on them. Not like my Wendy, anyway.

There's a girl to look at. Nice soft curves. Hips you could hang onto. And to watch her walk....... Oh yes..... It makes me sweat just thinking about Wendy. She is absolutely perfect. Michelangelo would weep in joy to paint her. He'd give up an arm and sculpt that delightful body with one hand.

And really.... checking their mail? Who is this guy? An amateur? Why I spent days.... Days..... face down in her attic. Lying completely motionless for hours on end and peering through a pinhole in the ceiling just to watch her sleep. And while she dreamt I envisioned the day we could finally be together.

It will come soon.

-Wolf

The New Neighbor

Dear Journal,

Janis Kercheck. The girl across the street. After her and her husband, Tom, left, I casually checked the mail (theirs, not ours, Journal) and found out her name. This way I can "bump in to her" at the grocery store and start a conversation.

Anyway... Janis didn't come by today like I thought she would. I can see in her bedroom window, though. She doesn't know me well enough to open the curtains, but I know she wants to. She's excited to meet me. If it weren't for Tom being around all the time.

Journal, I don't blame Tom for being jealous, but he should be more understanding of Janis' needs.

FUCKING TOM! WHY CAN'T HE UNDERSTAND!?

Sorry Journal, sometimes I get carried away.

The New Guy

Welcome journal, to our new home. I know it isn't much, but it's what we have left. A new town and a new job. Some new faces will do us good. This townhouse apartment will seem like our old home in no time. Before we had to move away, of course.

No real news today though, journal. Mostly just moving in.

I did see a pretty girl across the street while I was carrying in our "Charmed" DVD set though. Maybe she likes Holly Marie Combs as much as we do! I hope tomorrow she'll come over and introduce herself... We can watch the first episode while we drink Chamomile tea!

Well, I guess that's all for now!