“Brr...why in the name of Celestia does this pony live so high up?” I asked myself, shivering as I clung to the side of a cliff. If it wasn’t for those horrid dreams and thoughts that he said he’d be able to cure me of, I would be nice and warm back home enjoying a nice warm vegetable stew. But is such a thing really possible? I know his card said he specialized in changing ponies’ stars. But I couldn’t stop myself from thinking it’s too good to be true.
“You’re such a fool, Prophetic!” I cursed under my breath as a particularly cold wind threatened to tear my cloak o
Personnel Log #1
Location: Las Pegalupiston
Not sure why the President suddenly required everypony to keep public logs of their thoughts each day. Though I suppose he has his reasons. And I really don't want to end up exiled into the desolate world outside. The tales and the histories are more than present in my mind. Though I have never been selected for a recon team, I think I can imagine what is out there. Even the ones who return seem to go mad and end up being put down. Hopefully I can continue my peaceful life as a librarian as long as possible. Though I can't shake the feeling that there is something very off about my n
Um...well...I'm back...I think? I don't really know what to say to be honest...but didn't really feel right being back without at least announcing it. To keep this rambling mess from getting too long: short version is less wifi, more work hours, change on the horizon that may fix the wifi limitations. Regardless, I'll try to be more active at least when possible.
I love being taken for a ride through promises to broken promises to hop to disappointment to stress rollercoaster...
For those that do care for details, trying to get a better paying job thats also full time at a place, and either the manager or corporate or both seems to love either dragging their feet, dodging situations, or whatnot...
Sorry for this whole journal