Let's see... so, if it's currently Saturday in California... but it's still Friday over here... then I should be returning home in about... Four more days.

Yeah, that sounds about right.

Now then, to the real news.

I met up with some chick who had been monitoring my profile pages on both Newgrounds and DeviantART, because she was a huge fan (Why do I have FANS to begin with? Nothing special about me in the least). She recognized me in the half second it took me to realize her shirt said "Y SO SIRIUS?", referring to the character Sirius Black from the Harry Potter books.

The girl flipped out.

I don't think I've ever had anybody fall in love with me while rapidly speaking Italian so that I couldn't keep up.

Max was behind me in the street dying, half because he was laughing too hard, and half because he'd just gotten hit by a Vespa scooter.

So, I tried to calm the lady down in Spanish (because I don't know how to say GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!!! in Italian), and I got this blank stare in return. Then she just kept on fangasming.

Now, I think the girl is stalking me.

Do the Italian authorities have any laws against stalkers, or does she have to somehow sexually abuse me for me to get some form of restraining order? I don't know how things work here...

Well, let's move on to some more stuff of trivial matter:

R3c0Nzi13 is currently in the process of writing his chapter of the Minerva story.

Zyrios has a beer high from playing too much Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess.

SalemWaribara may or may not be reviewing another video game later today, depending on if he ever is going to update his news page.

R3c0Nzi13 will also be putting up some new stuff today. (Finally)

As for me, I'll try and spend some more time on DeviantART, to make up for the neglect I've shown it.

My buddy, Leif, will help me out with my profile, since he has access to my computer at home, and I left a list of things I wanted to put on DeviantART today.

For now, I bid you all adieu, and leave you with an email some idiot left me in hopes that I'd somehow act as god and solve all his problems:

"Dear Jason,
I'm having some troubles with these kids who want to beat me up. They've seen me reading sitting in front of a wall, and they think I'm a nerd for reading anything at all, because they think it's a waste of time. But I really like to read. I'm really scared that these guys will hurt me, and I don't want to fight back because I don't want any attention from anybody at all at my school. What should I do?

Faithful reader,
Miles *Name deleted for privacy*"

Miles, you've asked the wrong guy for help on this. Of course, if I were to relate to my timid middle school self, I'd have to say I just called their bluff to see if they were serious or not. They usually weren't, because they were the type of idiots who talked tough but couldn't hurt a fly. If these guys are anything different, just do what I did then, as well: don't fight back, since it's a waste of energy to fight brainless morons, but rather tell them the consequences of attacking a kid who, from reading, knows everything needed to be known about winning a street fight. Or, in your case, a school fight. If they call your bluff, show them you ain't bluffing. But, yeah, I'm really not that much of a help, so my other helpful hint would be practice some Martial Arts so the guys won't know what hit them if they try and hurt you later.