Not sure how long it’s going to be yet, but I like the idea so far… I have some of the story further in mapped out, and it will get interesting  =]

DA

“Mr. President?” The voice behind me said.

I turned around in my swivel chair and looked at the lady, who was seemingly reluctant to be here, that approached me.

“Yes?” I sighed.

“The meeting has started…. Err… Sir.”

“Fine. I’ll be up in a moment. Fetch me a coffee, won’t you?”

She nodded and scurried off like the mouse she is. So easily manipulated. Just like the rest of them..

They’re all in the palm of my hand.

Like all of these monthly meetings, there will be a large oval table with 12 chairs around it and a chair at the head – my chair. There is no chair at the opposing end of the table – just 6 on each side, and my chair at the top. It helps feed my god-like complex that I try so hard to maintain.

Everybody in the meeting room is anonymous. At least, they think they are… Although they are given numbers, and are referred to by their respective numbers by everyone in the meetings, I know their true identities. This includes their name, position, family, location… Everything about them. But, to give them a false sense of security, I set up this clever ruse. It’s worked so far, and I see no signs of anyone catching on.

The meetings take place in the third floor below land, whereas my secret office is four floors below. The oval office is just for public broadcasts and tours and the like. All of my real work gets done underground, where I have the utmost privacy, short of the lackeys that get sent to me every now and again to remind me of my already known obligatory meetings, press conferences, public appearances, etc.

As I make my way up the 17 stairs leading from four floors below to the third (my OCD tends to kick in when I’m climbing up stairs… I step on every other step, and count all of the steps as I go), I ponder what we’ll discuss this month. Last month we covered our current state in the War on Terror, and how it still doesn’t have an end in sight. All the better, I say. After all, what is war but a lucrative method of bonding the nation together?

As I finish my ascension up the flight of concrete stairs, I ponder the possible topic for todays meeting. I mean, we haven’t covered everything there is to be covered, but nothing really seems relevant this month. I hope this isn’t just one of the boring ones where we sit around waiting for something to come up.

In the meeting room, everyone seems to be set up except for the king of the crop, yours truly. I quickly shuffle to the end of the table dedicated to myself, and place my suitcase on the table. From it, I retrieve the Bible. We pass it around, say the oath of secrecy, and continue with the meeting.

Number 3 raises a few fingers, and when acknowledged by myself, queries “President Tryl, do you have any information that could be useful to discuss in this meeting?”

“No, I’m afraid I do not. Everything seems to be going well.”

We sat in silence for another 20 seconds or so, until Number 7 spoke up.

“Mr. President, I speak for all of us when I say that I’m sorry for the silence. You see, we do have a topic of discussion… We’re just a bit… Hesitant.”

“Well, don’t be. I’m an open-minded person.” I said back to him. He still looked very reluctant to speak up about it, and I guess Number 9 noticed this as well, as he stood up and spoke quickly.

“President Michael Tryl, would you be interested in provoking less deep intelligent thought in our nation, to keep them from revealing The Truth, now and in the future, thus providing us with a layer of protection when we perform risky dealings and situations?”

When he said “The Truth,” he, of course, meant our frowned-upon way of getting things done in a profitable manner for our own benefits. We’re only human, right?

I was interested, but I wasn’t sure how we were going to pull this off.

“What do you have in mind?”

8:47 Am, Monday.
I’ve just returned from my morning walk. It’s hot out today.
Food time! To the fridge.
Hmm… We’re out of yogurt.
DAMN! I WANTED YOGURT!!
Huh… Nothing else to feed my food hole with in the fridge, either. What’s in the pantry?
An empty thing of Oreos, moldy bread, and a rotten cat. That’s no good. No good food.
I really should be spending this time taking out my dog, but – oh. He’s dead. How convenient.
To the grocery store!!

I’m here. I’ll choose not to go into detail about what happened on that car ride… I think I’m going to be sick. Plus, that would be admitting guilt, right? Haha… Ha.. Heh…

FOOD!
So much food, all over!
I am envious of the owner this place. He must never run out of food.
I’m gonna walk over to the PUDDING!

And then my life was over…
“Sold Out,” read the sign.
They’re mocking me…
“WHY? WHY WITH THE NO PUDDING!?!”
“Shut the hell up. Freak.” A little girl said this.
On impulse, I shoved my foot into her face.
Hehe!!
I left her crying in the dairy isle.
And bleeding… Did I mention bleeding? I think I did.
Oh, hey! Pudding! I was looking where the cheese bricks were.
Awesome!

Milk, pudding, more pudding, and some Ramen. All done. Home time.

“I’m back!” I scream to my recently desist dog (he’s dead, but he still deserves to know).

After I stocked my house with the food things, the feast began.
Ramen, milk, pudding, and –

FUCK! I FORGOT OREOS!!

I’m not complaining, man… Less shit to worry about.
But, you know, gets a bit boring.

I guess I’ll update you with what’s going on…
In The Life of Connor!!!

Well, I’m reading the Scott Pilgrim graphic novels (downloaded, of course). They’re amazing so far (and by “they’re” I mean “it was” because I’ve only read the first, but I am going to read the rest shortly). I highly recommend it. It’s full of laughs. Very random stuff, you know?

Also, I’ve been messing with my computer quite a bit.
I don’t feel like going into details about that. I’ll go on and on and nobody will give a shit.

Soooo yeah. That’s basically it.
That I can think of.

I’m working on typing the second “A Different Outlook,” and possibly working on a new story afterwords (probably something more serious… I’m in the mood to write about serious stuff, with slight humour).

Yep.
Mmmmhm.

Link.

Firefox 3

Link.

I’m in an extremely good mood right now =]
Although this 15 hour download won’t be done until tomorrow… D:<
Unless it speeds up.

I actually laughed when I saw it, which I found a bit ironic.
Too bad I didn’t see this before today. It’s pretty hilarious. I’m probably going to set it as my desktop background.

Click for DA.

You have no idea how happy I am. I’ve been meaning to do so much shit, and now I finally can, whenever I want, without school holding me back.
School has been STOPPING me from learning the things I want to learn. I’m so fucking happy =]]