Okay, that's it.

I've reached the end of my rope...

The stress is getting to me. I've been plagued about half a dozen times
and have been falling asleep. In my madness I did a cowardly thing and
stole power from a Nexus, I can't do anything about the Gnafia, and I
think I was the damn idiot who actually gave the Gnafia the idea to
kidnap Jolly Bundy! Why I am so stupid.

I'm heading for my manse, I swallowed all the blue beauties I could
find, might as well go crazy before the end!

Damn you Gnodfather. May ye meet Ye Damn Squid and find out just what
crap ye are messing with.




Penned by my hand on the 7th of Vestian, in the year 284 CE.