On the Edge of nothing

Maybe I've been here too long, but it's getting to the point where I just want to get on my bike and ride out as far as I can. Or kill monsters.

I guess this place is really Hell like mother spoke about. I can't imagine anything worse then this stupidity happening all the time. Over and over, people kill each other. Over and over they come back. I don't understand the point anymore.

...I've got an urge for ice cream.

You'd think that they would get tired of using the same curses every month. I know I'm getting tired of them.

If anyone needs me, I'll be taking care of the chocobos.