Disaster in the making

He's dead, He's dead.... I, I can't believe he's really dead. Hamlet, my nephew/son murdered Polonius. Poor soul. Hamlet is boarding a ship as we speek, to England, hopefully, never to return to Denmark. What will come of this? Ophelia is acting crazy since she heard the news of her father's untimly death; and rumor has it that Laertes, in a rage, is bound for Elsinore at this very moment. Surely I can convince him that I took no part in this sharade... it was all Hamlet. I'm not guilty. Oh, this isn't good at all.

Has anyone seen my "ear" (Polonius)?

It seems that Polonius is MIA. The last time I saw him, he was going to listen in on a conversation between Hamlet and my wife, but I haven't seen him since. No one seems to know where he is or where he could have ran off to; whether he is alive...... or dead? He has just disappeared.

Unforgiven Sins

Dear Lord, I know that what I have done is wrong. I murdered my brother... to gain all that once was his. I know this and my guilt eats me alive from the inside out. Heaven have mercy on me. But why, why should it? I have sinned, but I love every thing I have gained, the crown, my ambition, and my Queen. My soul is foul and black, and yet even here, on my knees, my repentance is void. My words fly up but my prayer is not genuine. My sins can never be forgiven; I don't mean anything but to save my sorry behind, to try to make it to Heaven when I know, and you know, I'm doomed for Hell.

Secret's Out (I think "He" knows)

Hamlet had set up a play to be performed at Elsinore last night. It had interested me at first, but to my ultimate horror, the play had depicted the plot of events that haunt my soul. He's mad, mad I say! Yet, truth lies within that completely messed up head of his. It couldn't be by chance that he had this particular play performed for my Queen, my buds, and myself. He is up to something... and I'm gonna find out what that something is. He is going to speek with his mother at this very moment. Something must be done.

What....?

As most of you know, Hamlet has completely gone nutz and I'm trying my best to figure out what is causing his irrational behavior. My Home-dog Polonius and I came up with a plan that we carried out only yesterday. We hid while we watched Ophelia tempt Hamlet with her love; but our suspition turned out to be incorrect. Ophelia is obviously not the reason for his madness. He was so mean to her (like I care anyway), but he told the poor girl she was worthless and that she should become a nun, BURN! This has to be solved or I'm gonna send that lunitic to a boarding school in England; I'm so tired of dealing with this crap!

Hamlet's sanity has gone missing... $1,000 reward. I'm desperate!

Well, today was totally weird. I don't understand what has happened to Hamlet. Its as though he has completely lost his mind. My good friend Polonius has enlightened me on the strange occurrence that had transpired between Hamlet and his "so called true love," Ophelia. He totally freaked her out; I mean, he was hiding in her sewing room for God's sake. I would have hit him, but thats just me. According to Polonius, he had ordered her to no longer see him; so, that could be the reason for his madness; or..... maybe, he knows something that he shouldn't. Hmmm? I'm serious though, if you have any information on what the heck is going on with him, please call Elsinore and ask for my extension. Thanks, Claudius

My Big Moment

My new wife! ;) Today was the big day. In light of the tragic event that occured some time ago, my dear brother's death, today was a magnificant day for Denmark.... and myself. I became king, and married Getrude, my brother's wife (big plus). Unfortunately, Hamlet, my Nephew/Son, was not in high spirits. He is still mourning his late father's passing. What a pity! Hehehe. Moving on to more pressing matters, I took care of that outragious, young Fortinbras and put him in his place. Let him try to take over My Country! After the wedding, we had a huge bash.... I had a little bit of a hangover because of all the alcohol I consumed (nothing a little ibuprofen can't handle). I am on a roll! Peace out!