Well.
Here I am. Never imagined I’d be the type who ended up blogging. But I guess
those rumors about the “Compulsion” were true: one day you wake up and you have to tell people what’s happening to
you. Or maybe there’s nothing supernatural about it. Maybe I’m just feeling
really lonely today and the anonymous mass of the internet seems like a good
listener. Either way, now I’ve got a blog.
I
probably should introduce myself. I’m Diana. I’m what you people call a proxy.
A Slenderproxy, to be specific. I’m sure that word is bringing all kinds of
images to your heads. Masks, hoodies, knives….
Sorry
to disappoint you, but that’s not the sort of stuff I’m involved in. I… am a
middle management paper pusher. I get the glorious task of overseeing all the
things in this city (and surrounding areas) which my coworkers are too psychopathic
to handle. Making sure funding gets to the right people, tracking our members’
movements so we don’t accidentally lose someone (it’s happened before,) collect
receipts so we’ve got some kind of financial record, and most importantly, keep
everyone fed. I won’t lie, it’s a lot of work for one girl to handle. A lot of
really, really boring work. But that’s my life.
A proxy blog?
ReplyDeleteI suppose Jess-J can't be wrong about her slenderknowledge, seems a bit different from the average proxy.