Never check your friend's hard drive....

You know that friend that I mentioned in the previous post? The totally geeky one? He's apparently got a rather large collection of hentai, cosplay, and, um, "other" pictures that he's been carrying around on his laptop as backpacks across Europe. I don't know if he's got them to trade for food/shelter/favors, but I did a terrible thing.

I looked.

I cannot undo what I have done. I cannot get back that little part of my soul that just died. I CAN illustrate how I feel though:

It only took me a few minutes to throw together, but I think it conveys what I wanted it to: Opening my friend's "My Pictures" folder was very much akin to opening that damn box in Hellraiser. I seriously feel like hooks on chains broke through my computer screen and sunk into my (at the time) innocent flesh.

I miss the times when colors were brighter and children were still laughing in the park. Now the world is very cold....and filled with japanese video game characters doing things WITH things that they really, really shouldn't.

-jared