I'm a little late writing about the party, but I have a good reason; I saw Josh at the party!!! It was so loud and crowded, though, and everyone was so drunk, I couldn't get across the crowd fast enough to get to him. I ended up chasing him through this thing that was like half-sewer, half-molten bowels of hell, and-- well, it was just a really bad time. That part of the party, I mean. The rest of the party was pretty good.

I didn't DARE try the food, even though everyone told me that I should. I had a few drinks made by that fat bastard, Eddie, and they were good, but he has some 'interesting' creations. They got more interesting as the night went on. At one point, I tried to explain to him that a 'martini' usually had vodka in it, but he insisted his can of beer in an oversized martini glass with crushed Doritos around the rim was a 'nachotini'. Gross. Fucking gross. That's all I have to say.

Elle got really drunk. I mean really... really drunk. She had fun, though, I think. She wore an outfit that I thought was a little too... let's say 'liberal' with the amount of skin it showed, but it was Halloween, so I guess it was OK. What wasn't okay is when she started turning her little braided whip on me instead of idly threatening other people at the party with it as part of her whole... costumed persona or whatever. For those of you that were laughing, first off, fuck you. Secondly, that wasn't a prop whip, okay?! That was a real damn whip, and it REALLY HURT.

Overall it was a good time... the only weird part is that I couldn't get that girl who was throwing the party to stand still long enough to thank her for the party before I left. Every time I tried, she ducked behind someone and ran away. Taking a page out of Josh's book, I guess. I can't wait til I can get back home with Josh, and get back to normal.

Elle will be coming to the party with me, so I'll be happy to introduce her around. I'll have to keep an eye on her, though. I'm not sure I trust everyone to be.... reasonable? That sounds like a woefully inadequate word to use for it, given everyone's situations, but it's the best I can think of.

I wonder if anyone's invited Josh? I hope he takes a shower before then, though, because - well, I'm not really going to get into it, but we'll just say that he's recently crawled around in and out of some things that I'm not really wanting to deal with. I love him and all, but there's a limit. There's a limit.

I've been given a lot of thought as to what I'm going to go as for the party. So far, I'm leaning toward Ryan Seacrest. I'm really bad at picking out costumes, and Elle told me that I couldn't just show up in my Army uniform and call it a costume, because it's not really a costume, it's a uniform. I'm just not that creative. That fat bastard Eddie told me I should go as a female stripper. I don't even know why he would suggest that. I think he's just hard up or something, maybe. Maybe he's trying to insult me or something, too. It's hard to tell, and for some reason I doubt he's smart enough to veil his insults so 'cleverly'.

Also feeling a little nervous about the food that's going to be served at the party. I generally like my food without the sprinkling of rape on top. Everyone keeps raving about the food, but is anyone actually keeping up with what goes into making the food? Don't get me wrong, I got my fill of MREs which are food in the loosest sense of the word, but all this... rape and spewing and lung-showing... I just don't know, man. Are there roofies in Silent Hill? Should I be careful of what I drink at the party?

I keep tracking Josh down, and he keeps running from me. I don't understand it. I've tried my best to be a great older brother, tried to pick up the slack of my loser fucking parents, and what...? This is the thanks I get. I guess it doesn't matter if he's thankful or not, as long as he's safe. It's hard to believe he's safe, though, and I have the most bizarre damned dreams... not like I sleep. If he's not looking over me sleeping, I'm afraid that he will be. You know who I mean, I know you do.

I'm also getting tired of people comparing me to James. He's a good guy, but we're totally different. I'm looking forward to meeting his wife, though. I've heard a lot about her, but I keep missing her for some reason. I do gotta admit, though, it's a little off-putting; the other day when I came over, James told me that Mary was out buying tampons and vibrators. I guess I don't know THAT much about 'lady things', but with my limited understanding, I don't think she should be using those two things together?? Maybe I'm wrong, but even if I'm not, James isn't that close of a friend of mine. Why would he think I'd want to hear that? That's fucking gross. Some people just talk too fucking much, man.

I guess everyone's going to that girl Angela's party. She lives with that fat bastard, Eddie. Who the fuck would agree to live with that bastard? Angela's a little off, too. I don't know. Everyone I've met seems to like them, but they both make me a little uncomfortable. Everyone's going, though, so I guess I won't have to deal with either of them too much. Beside that, there should be some really killer food there, from what I hear. I'm definitely going to remember to ask Elle to go with me.

As always, if you see Josh, please bring him here. He's running from me, but he might not run from other people. I'd appreciate it.

It's been a busy day today, and I'm totally beat. I was chasing what I thought was Josh around all morning, and it ended up just being a giant smelly raccoon of some sort. It wasn't even a monster. It was just a giant old crabby raccoon. I mean, I thought it was strange that Josh was moving so deftly between branches and through the brush, and that he was so close to the ground, but let's take this all in context, all right? I fend off monsters with big axe foreskin heads all day long. Josh moving more quickly and closer to the ground than I'd think he would seemed a lot easier to buy. Don't judge me.

So after finally catching this giant, disgusting, matted, smelly raccoon, I decided that I deserved a drink. So I go to the bar, and there's one of those nurses down at the end. Let me tell you, after a few drinks, she was looking pretty good, right. So I go over and sit next to her and try to strike up conversation, but it didn't work out too well; I contribute that to the fact that she doesn't have a mouth, and if she did, she'd probably have really mangled, fucked up teeth, so I'd want her to keep her mouth closed anyway.

I talked to her for a while, and it was going okay, I guess. Until the bartender dropped a glass on the floor. That shit shattered, and she freaked out and shanked me in the kidney! Can you believe that shit?! Then, instead of, you know, APOLOGIZING or whatever, bitch just walks off, having an anneurism or whatever the hell it is that makes them walk like that. What's happened to common everyday courtesy? Fuck!

So I go to patch up this gross bleeding wound from where I got shanked, and apparently I'm leaving a little trail of blood, and horrible naked assed monsters are following me, and screaming or whatever it is they do, and I'm just like "Listen, guys, It's been a rough day, I'm bleeding here, I just wanna go home and patch myself up and get some rest, find Josh tomorrow." Do they listen? No, of course not!! I mean nothing TOO bad happened, but one of them took a swipe at me and caught a button, and it popped off. Yeah, you think I'm going to find that button again? I don't. I think it's gone forever. And I sincerely doubt I'm going to find a replacement in this hellhole that isn't covered in filth, blood, feces, or semen.

Along I go, walking home, bleeding from my kidney, missing a button, and smelling vaguely of mammoth old rotten raccoon musk, and I get there.. go inside... and I find that my power went out, so my tivo didn't record my stories. GREAT. JUST GREAT.

I HATE THIS PLACE. When I find Josh, fuck! That kid... oh man. I don't know what I'm going to do, but it's gonna be pretty bad, I can promise that.

I've met a lot of new people since I came here, and some of them seem to be pretty nice. It's good to make new friends, though I hope Elle won't get jealous. She's been kinda upset with me ever since I left for the Army... I guess she'll get over it eventually. Anyway, to any of the new people I've met... Hi, I guess? I decided to make one of these to keep up with all of you, because you all seem pretty tight, and as long as I'm here looking for Josh. Well, when in Rome, right?

Speaking of Josh, if anyone sees him, PLEASE CONTACT ME AS SOON AS POSSIBLE!!!! I've been looking for him like fucking crazy, but haven't been able to find him. Well, that's not totally true... I've found him a few times, and then he just runs off into the fucking fog, and I totally lose track of him. It's so annoying.

OH, I guess i should post what he looks like... He's about five feet tall, give or take... short brown hair, dark eyes, kinda pale-ish, I guess. He's really skinny, too, and he's nine years old. Like I said, if you see him, please tell me. I've gotta find him.

I guess I'll talk more about me later, so you can get to know me or whatever. For now, I've really gotta get back out there and try to find him again. More to come.