mylittlejamjar | Second wreck (visual)

[Hey it's no one's favorite eighties neurotic: Cameon! He has a load of fun in store for everyone tuning in to this video--oh wait, not at all. But hey, he's more cognizant and less questioning sanity this round. Which in Cameron's case is as good as sane.]

So uh, I just want to apologize for...everything I did and said the first time I got here. I mean, yeah, I was freaked out of my mind, but I said some things that I don't really remember but I get the feeling I should be sorry for them.

If you tuned out by now, basically: I'm sorry.

I'm still getting used to all this...I mean, I still have a hard time believing this is all real. I mean, I was still learning chemistry before I got here, for cripe's sake! And now there's magic ponies and other dimensions and bears...it's a lot to take in.

But that's not the only reason I called this paper...is that what it's called? Phoned the paper? Spoke to it? Cripes...But I'm calling because I don't think I can live like a bum anymore, not after a month. I'm going crazy here.

I need something to learn, anything. Self-defense is a good start. Anyone teach karate? Tae kwon do, horse fu? Anything, I'm willing to learn.

And...a place to stay would be good...so...bye. And happy late father's day, I guess

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If you wanna place to stay, you're gonna have to get a job~

[Says Teddie, whose always had his jobs handed to him.]

But I dunno if they hire lying liars~