And on a Monday ... it was begun.  Due to work being obnoxious (and by that, I mean demanding my time and energy for a large chunk of the day) I didn't get to play too much on the first day of my descent into madness.  My character (the oh so Japanese-ly named Yanick Gaborik) has transferred to a new high school in the suburbs for reasons that are not at all clear to anyone.  He is staying with his uncle  Dojima, and his entirely too responsible for what looks to be a seven year old daughter, Nanako.  Then I went to high school, tried to make friends with the locals, and got sucked into a television.  Oh, and a couple of people got murdered.  No really, this happens.  Given my previous experience with Persona 3, and the liberal amounts of gin I was drinking while playing, this all seemed to make perfect sense at the time.  Oh, and I have a Persona now, it shoots lightning.  Apparently, however, I don't need to shoot myself in the head for it to come out, since it appeared out of what looked to be a playing card the first time.  Who knows, there's still lots of time for it to get weirder.
 
Stay tuned, this could get really crazy by the middle of the week.