Logbook Of A Scavenger: November 15 2025

Well, that was certainly a miscarriage... I'm not editing my previous entry. Lol.. So yeah, I shoved that rocket up mom's butt and we crash landed in a... shall we say... DEFECTIVE small city called Circleville, Ohio. Thats where she dropped me off.. It was there that I put in a lot of spiritual meat to try to get to some bus station in Columbus with a Greyhound Bus Network... Columbus is a siamese twin to Circleville for crying out loud... I tried getting a taxi... They wouldn't show up... I tried taking a bus... They wouldn't leave the county of Pickaway... I asked strangers and bribed them with money... Nothing... After a while, it was a crystal gem to me that Circleville was a landfill of Pops of Thai Folklore and a voodoo doll to Portsmouth(I would say New Boston. Which is where I actually live but it's too small). Buffet of old people and what young people are there... Well, they seem to be allergic to soap... Circleville is just another Ohio town that is just asking to be flooded with the vomit of the Leviathan... That pumpkin flying saucer is the only thing it's got going for it... I had to use a good portion of my leprechaun fetuses on the Hamptons Inn... 180 $ for just one night... SILHOUETTE SPIRITS UP THE CHIMNEY! And my room had a big window so you can get a view of this mostly tacky town and it was Walmart being a Peeping Tom... I give Circleville a 3 out of 10...

I was however a seraphim servant to this little crippled girl. I mean sure, it wasn't much. I was just holding several doors for her. But it just goes to show you that I'm an angel in a humanoid costume to the right people.. God bless the disabled creatures who can't help the way they are. And to Hell with the ghouls that open up their chest kingdoms for evil spirits to be let in(drugs). 

I just contacted my parents to pick me up the following day. They still thought I was in the atmosphere of Sandra. Which by this this point, I wish I was... "Why don't your parents just throw you to a Columbus Bus Station that has Greyhound?". Trust me, knowing how their umbilical cord is made out of titanium... I know they wouldn't... We then stopped at The Old Canal Smoke House in Chillicothe. Loved it. Most platinum part of that whole trip, actually...