Alright, where do I start?.
First and foremost, I will never say another word against Dracula again. The Count may be a little self-absorbed but he's also a death-saver. I'm still on the run from my vampire hunter. Once I left home I was tearing through countries faster than chupacabra tears through a field of goats but this guy is good. He's tracking me like a man posessed and I don't even know what I did to draw his attention. Anyway; end of February, early March, I decided to change tactics and hunker down for a while. I figured I could throw him off the scent if I stayed in one place and he didn't find me. In my hour of need, Drac gave me sanctuary.
Dracula's castle, as it turns out, is a fantastic place to wait for the dust to settle. He kept me in good supply of blood and helped me make some arrangements. The one thing Dracula doesn't have, as it turns out, is high-speed internet. You probably noticed how I basically didn't update this site at all last month besides making a couple little housekeeping changes. It was never my intention to make you worry. I've been around a long time, rest assured it'll take more than a yuppie kid with a bad haircut and a wooden stake who reeks of Jack Daniels to put me out of my misery.
After Dracula's help, I now have a plan to properly outsmart this overblown bloodhound that's been tailing me. I've begun preparations to return home, and at the most I'll be abroad another two or three months. But it is time for me to move on from this place. I have already left Romania and I'm on the move again. The difference is that this time, I'm not running. This asshole wants a firefight? Fine. I'll let him come right to me. It's been a while since I drank right from the neck and to be honest, I miss it.
I'll be back soon everyone.
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