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All I have to say right now is thank god we're out of Scotland. I think I speak for everyone when I say that wasn’t a pleasureable experience. And I’m going to personally thank Sebastian for actually finding us somewhere nice to stay this time, but don’t let your already ginormous head get any bigger, chipmunk. It’s one compliment.
Oh, and also? RACHEL. BABRA. BERRY. WE HAD A PACT. You shouldn’t have left me while we were editing at Gurtie’s!
To shave or not to shave?
That’s the question. Also, wondering if I should get a haircut too.
I think I’m going to retreat to my tent and curl up in a blanket burrito and stay there until it’s safe to come out, because I don’t want to be the next thing cut in half by that axe. And since the camera was left in Blaine’s tent, did anyone actually see the old man - presumably - take it? Or has he managed to complete a second disappearing act?
Has anyone seen my camera?
I doubt Robin Hood came along to collect, but I'm also pretty sure I'd left it in my tent and now it's no where to be seen. It's going to be pretty hard to update the photo gallery on the website if it doesn't turn up. Did someone borrow it without letting me know? I'll spare you the lecture if you return it as soon as humanly possible.
Alright everyone, never fear because Brittany is here. And don't even worry about creepy old guy. I'm pretty sure he was a figment of our imaginations because we're all dirty and tired and stuff. Or he was real and just escaped from his old home.
Does anybody else feel like we should have listened to that guy? I know we get people like that a lot, but... I don't know. I have a really uneasy feeling about it all.
I never really wake up on the wrong side of the bed but I'm pretty sure that I did today and I hate feeling grumpy. But then I get grumpy about feeling grumpy and now it's like I'm in this endless cycle of a bad mood and I can't stop. Someone make it stop!
Okay, enough.
Enough with the orgy talk, guys. The last thing I want is for Reality Unraveled to be tied with that group of kids that hunted ghosts sometimes, but more so talked about orgies and getting everyone on board. We've worked so hard to let one media nightmare and seemingly harmless 'joke' ruin everything, so please, no more.
