Hostage Situation

I'm being held hostage. They're forcing me to write this. I do not write this on my own free will. The ones forcing me to type are Nika the Angel and Bart the devil. One tells me to write bad stuff (especially about the other). The other doesn't say anything as of yet. Maybe because angels usually do not hold people hostage or force them to do things. (They're talking about The Blues Brothers... mayhaps I can use that to my advantage...)
Oh, I just found out why the angel doesn't pay attention to the hostage situation... she's reading doujinshi... It has very colourful pages... in all meanings of the word.
I asked her what to write (because she wasn't doing her job) and she told me she was here to cheer me on. 'You can do it!' she says.
But do what?
Write, I think.
But about what?
The trip we took to Oita today maybe.
That was fun.
We kinda got lost you know.
But getting lost is fun.
Yes, in a foreign city in Japan, where you have never been before and where you can hardly speak the language. We can't even recognize what we have on our plate in restaurants!
Yes, that is fun.
I bought shoes.
Good for you. But outside the topic.
*we interrupt this programme with an important announcement from the devil. He is going to use his Chupa Chups stick as a straw and drink sake with it.*
...
They're both so quiet, both busy in their own little heaven of doujinshi and Chupa Chups sake hell. I think I'll use the opportunity to steal away and put an end to this ridiculous blog. L
L8er.