Dear Super Ultra Deluxe Manly journal thing,

It has been a while since I have opened your cover and written on your pages and I apologize as I have been at the Hospital That Probably Is and I still am. What happened yesterday was a blur to be honest. My head feels like I got smashed in the head with a baseball bat. Pins and needles feel like they are stabbing my face and arms. I am covered in bandages and my head is wrapped tightly in one.

Saïx came into my hospital room a while ago and said that he found me hanging over the side of my comfy recliner. He said it looked like I was reaching for the remote control because my arm was lying across my end table where the remote laid an inch away from my fingertips. He found chips on the floor and found my can of coke spilled and created a large stain by my chair.

Saïx also told me that everyone heard a loud pounding sound that gave off strong vibrasive waves that could be felt throughout the entire castle. Apparently that loud thud was me, falling out of my chair. This was when I realized that I should lay off of the muffins.

What saddens me the most is not being able to watch over my organization. It's a good thing I have Saïx to back me up. Even though he doesn't do the best job at being the temporary Superior, it's a much better option than having someone like Xigbar running it.

My pencil lid just snapped and I have grabbed a marker. I'm just glad that I had my journal with my in my cloak pocket when I passed out from the collision of my head to the end table. Now, if only I had through of bringing a sharpener.

Once I get out of here I am baking myself some blueberry muffins. I am craving one right now. The food they serve here is worse than Axel's cooking. Axel does not follow any cooking directions properly, always taking the easy way out and skipping steps that he doesn't think are necessary. He made dinner once for the organization but left it in the oven for too long because he was distracted with video games.

My doctor just walked in saying that he needs to run some tests. Well MANLY journal, I will write on your pages tomorrow where I will hopefully be back at home.