Can Somebody Decipher My Mind? (Part Two: A Tragedy)

I posted this blog four score nine months ago asking for you all to channel your inner mad detective skillz and help me figure out what I was trying to say in this here note from my phone:

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And while I am 1000000% sure I was talking about the rain, I decided to go with what this pleasant Mibbian said to sound cooler and stuff:

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Now I must call for your help again. I know your mad detective skillz must be getting pretty rusty because you guys haven't had to deal with me in awhile -- but dust it off. Rub some dirt in in and then dust it off.

Here's your next challenge:

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There are several things to note about this one. For one, it was written June 5th at 4:07 am. What. You'll notice it's been over a month and I am just now noticing it. That is the magic of my notes section, friends.

You're probably wondering who Oscar is, also (realistically you are not but for the sake of that sentence you are, indeed, curious about who Oscar is). Oscar is my go-to name for when I wanna write something random. No strings attached. He has a whole chronicle in my notes section of little blurbs. Somehow Oscar manages to stay the same character in all of these. I'll blog about Oscar later. Oscaaaaaaaaaaaaaar.

So, Mibba, wtf was I trying to say this time.
July 16th, 2014 at 10:17pm