Like, worse than ever. I've now taken on a new disguise to avoid recognition from the public, but it's beginning to become pretty taxing to keep the illusion going for so long at a time.
I'm starting to regret doing the whole "Crazy Reveal" thing I did yesterday, and for now,I'm just hiding under my bed. In the form of an oversized cat, that is.
'Cause why be bipedal when you can just walk normally in a different form? I mean, sure, being "human" has its advantages, but as a cat, I don't have to worry as much anymore about whether or not I'm gonna trip the next step I take.
Delmar himself's been beating himself up as well. I'm pretty sure he still hasn't left the table downstairs yet. Last I saw him, he was surrounded by beer cans.
That's all for now.
(Meow.)