Book One of the Saga.

See, a trilogy in four parts can only have, well, four parts, so to continue updating you on my activities, I have to start a brand-new series. True, it's set in the same universe, and the characters are basically cheap copies of the ones from the last books, but I think you'll find that their actions (while similar in many ways) definitely have their differences. So, this is Book One; The Library at Magic Land.

Once upon a time, in Water Land, there was girl named...um....um...Cole. Yes. Cole. And Cole was visiting her friend...Qayte (that's pronounced like Kate. But with a Q. And a Y.) in Magic Land. Anyways, so Qayte's parents owned a cafe, unlike the cafe owned by the parents of the friend the previous protagonist was visiting. Instead of powdered chai, they used liquid chai. Yes. So Cole went into this cafe with her friend, this cafe called Sunnyside Down. And she helped the baristas there serve customers, though she only worked the register twice, and that was with assistance. She mostly made drinks, bused dishes, served food, and loitered when she wasn't needed. She had herself a chai, and later on, a bagel with herb spread, and right before she left she got her a strawberry banana smoothie. It was deliciously fun, and funnily delicious. After she did that, she and Qayte walked to the Library and retrieved some lost tomes. Qayte got herself one lost tome, and Cole managed to finaggle about eight. She had not finished her smoothie when they went inside the library, so Qayte hid it inside her jacket while they looked at books. Then, when these ancient tomes had been gathered, they realized Qayte had not brought the magical pass that was required by the Library at Magic Land to remove the ancient tomes from the premises. But the GRAND KEEPER OF ANCIENT TOMES looked her up in their secret database, and it was good. And there was much rejoycing. So Qayte and Cole took their tomes back to Sunnyside Down and left them in the office while they went to look at beads and metal bits and other magically delicious items. When they had looked to their heart's desire, they returned to Sunnyside Down and contacted Qayte's mother Marie via a mystical communication system designed many aeons ago to allow daughter's to contact their mothers when they need rides. So Marie arrived at Sunnyside Down and picked Qayte, Cole, and their ancient tomes up and drove them back to Qayte's fortress, where Cole begin reading her ancient tomes involving art with words printed on it. When she had read four of these mysterious volumes, she re-emerged from the land of ancient tomes with art and printed words inside of them and posted this.

But she didn't really post this, because I am posting this, and of course, Cole doesn't really exist. All the characters in this story are fictitious and all that.

See you tomorrow for Book Two.

Title to be decided.

Thirteen Things I Love

About Doctor Horrible.

1. His goggles. I want them. They are wonderfulness packed inside welding goggles.

2. The songs. They are also wonderfulness, primarily because Joss Whedon was involved with their making.

3. 'Slipping' specifically, as demonstrated by the fact that I posted it. It's a great song. Very dramatic. Lots of sudden starts and stops.

4. Captain Hammer, AKA Nathan Fillion. Mal/Caleb/Captain Hammer/whatever. He's awesome, and Captain Hammer is hilarious. (see below)

5. "These are not the hammer."

6. Bad Horse, the thoroughbred of sin, and his singing letters.

7. Moist, Sidekick Extraordinaire. "In case you need anything dampened or made soggy."

8. It contains sporks. Enough said. (I love sporks)

9. Laundry. But in a good way.

10. Everyone's a hero in their own way. "You, and you, and...mostly me, and you."

11. It has seriousness. Um....amusing?...seriousness?

12. It's just so freaking FUNNY! I laugh permanently every time I watch it. Does that make sense? I wasn't sure how to phrase it.
Anyway. Funny.

13. The fact that it involves three Whedons and musical numbers makes it pretty much the most awesome thing to ever exist in this or any other universe.

So yeah.

Can be found at this location and should be. If you're awesome, I mean. You'll enjoy it.

Doctor Horrible: He has a PhD in horribleness.

Look at these people,
Amazing how sheeple
Show up for the slaughter,

No one condemning,
You lined up like lemmings
You lead to the water,

Why can’t they see what I see, why can’t they hear the lies?
Maybe the fee’s too pricey for them to realize,
Your disguise is slipping, I think you’re slipping,

Now that your savior’s
As still as the grave you’re
Beginning to fear me,

Like cavemen fear thunder,
I still have to wonder,
Can you really hear me?

I bring you pain, the kind you can’t suffer quietly,
Fire up your brain, remind you inside you’re rioting,
Society is slipping, everything's slipping away, so,

Go ahead, run away,
Say it was horrible,
Spread the word, tell a friend,
Tell them the tale,

Get a pic, do a blog,
Heroes are over with,
Look at him, not a word,
Hammer, meet nail,

Then I win, then I get,
Everything I ever,
All the cash, all the fame,
And social change,

Anarchy, that I run,
It’s Dr. Horrible’s turn,
You people all have to learn,
This world is going to burn, burn, (yeah it’s two R’s, h-o-r-r yeah right), burn!

No sign of Penny, good,
I would give anything
Not to have her see,

It’s gonna be bloody,
Head up, Billy buddy,
There’s no time for mercy,

Here goes no mercy–

That’s not a good sound

Part Four: A Cup of Up

Sunnyside Up, that is.

WARNING! THE FOLLOWING MAY BE INACCURATE, BECAUSE I HAVE A TERRIBLE MEMORY!

Wednesday the 5th of November (actual date)

We woke up at early and travailed to Sunnyside Up, where we washed our hands thoroughly. Then Qacei made me a chai, and I watched and learned how to do it. I also learned how to pull shots, grind coffee, make coffee, make americanos and mochas and syrup flavored ones, refill water pitchers, clear and scrub tables, bring in the bus bins, fill an airpot, make a bagel, run the cash register (didn't get to ring anyone up, just learned how), and restock mugs. I took my wages in food. I had me a garlic or possibly onion bagel with herb spread, a chai, and a strawberry banana smoothie. It was yum. I also got to deliver some foods and call out drinks that I made and bring the orders back to the kitchen. I was pretty much involved in all the goings on, except the dish washing, and that was pretty much by choice. I did, however, scrape residue, toothpicks, and napkins off people's plates and cups and et cetera so I could leave them for other people to wash more easily. Then my shift (sort of) unfortunately ended, and we left. Qacei and I travailed to Goodwill, Payless Shoes, Borders, and Michael's before returning to the household. I am making a scarf. A crocheted (kro-CHET-ed) scarf. Then there was some eating, and some Buffy watching, and some compuhtering, and I took a shower.

And then it was now. And now it's gone.

Or something along those vague and familiar lines.

Part Three: The King of Cling

And Other Random Tales.

WARNING! THE FOLLOWING MAY BE CHRONOLOGICALLY INACCURATE DUE TO MY TERRIBLE MEMORY!

Monday the 3rd of November

Buffy commences.

There was watching. And playing (the video game). And Talking about.

We kicked ass at that game. Sort of. I looked up cheats with and without Qacei's permission. She didn't like it. But then she told me to.

It was confuzzling.

I don't know what happened after that. Buffy makes my brain explode.

Tuesday the 4th of November

ELECTION DAY! What can I say about election day? It was a simple gala affair. We watched the television, we watched the online updates, we baked Barack Obrownies, we celebrated each victory, including the final one. We watched Obama's speech, we watched McCain's, we set off fireworks and yelled really loud, we ate the Barack Obrownies, which were more delicious flavored by victory. We invented a supervillain, the King of Cling (he shoots cling wrap at people as he yells 'Cling on' (Get it?)) and his sidekicks, McMaverick and Moose. We invented a vampire who loves swiss cheese but can't go near it because it's hol(e)y. We called people. We danced. We sang. We did a multitude of other things.

We slept.

To be concluded.

Part Two: A Story of Story

WARNING! THE FOLLOWING INFORMATION MAY BE CHRONOLOGICALLY INACCURATE, BECAUSE I HAVE A TERRIBLE MEMORY!

Sunday the 2nd of November

The parental units leave after a delicious breakfast of deliciousness at Sunnyside Up (Brunch? Whatever.) taking MJ dearest with them. Well, perhaps MJ had left our group, but Story remained, and we took it into our heads (malfunctioning as they were) to walk to the grocery or some such ridiculous thing in the pouring rain. So we started walking, and then we decided we didn't really want to go to the grocery, but Donna picked us up and dropped Qacei home before bringing Story and I to the place where Story keeps her horse. We got the horse out and Story rode him, and then I got to ride him too. (WHEEEEEE!) I did not gallop, but I did manage a brief canter. And I rode bareback at one point, which was awesome, though slippery. Very smooth horse. Then we took him out back to eat apples from the apple trees they have there. He (the horse) ate the ones off the ground and Story and I picked nice deliciousness off the trees. they were very juicy. Then we climbed a hay island and drank soda and ate apples. Then we carried some more apples out, saw a youngling horse, and carried the apples home/to Qacei's (same thing). Then we hung out and it was fun. Story and I had cheesy nachos with mango salsa. Then...some more stuff happened, but I don't know/remember what. Story goes home.

To be continued. Again.

Qacei's

is where I am. I am learning important things and eating food and it's fun. I'm going to assume (perhaps incorrectly) that you want to learn more than that about my stay, so I'm going to tell you. I think I will make it a trilogy in four parts. This is part one, and it constitutes my Non-con post, even though Non-con ended several days ago.

WARNING! THE FOLLOWING MAY BE CHRONOLOGICALLY INACCURATE DUE TO MY TERRIBLE MEMORY!

Part One: The Non of Con

Friday the 31st of October

After an excruciatingly (remember that, excruciatingly. It was excruciating.) early morning, we drove in the car for five hours. That was also excruciating, but not as bad. Then, finally, we checked into our hotel and drove to Sunnyside Up - we'll come back (not literally) to the hotel in a minute, but for now... - where we encountered others of our kind. We hugged people and dashed to the bathroom together. We hurriedly changed into our costumes, MJ, Qacei, and I. I was Harmony the preppy vampire (some of you are familiar with her. Some of you are not. I'll let you decide who's cooler.), MJ was Spike the totally completely awesome (male) vampire, and Qacei was Drusilla the psychic vampire, and/or her non-canon sister, Allisurd. Once we were ready - me with my leggings, Qacei with her dress, and MJ with her gelled back hair - we went out into the scary universe of trick-or-treating with Hayden and Diana. The other 'rents stayed behind, though they were costumed. We went from shop to shop, begging for sweets, which we recieved posthaste, though we did have some difficulty getting out without knocking over small children. Then, loot in hands, we returned to Sunnyside Up, home of deliciousness. We retreated from there to another home, the home of my QaceiQacei and family. There was fun. And a party. And we did stuff. And then we, and others, went out trick-or-treating in Qacei's AREA. (We'll also get back, semi-literally, to the word 'area'.) Then we returned and sorted our candy into piles, primarily sorted by type. We traded the things we didn't want for things others people who did want what we didn't want didn't want but we wanted. Then we changed our costumes (with some of MJ's hair gel, I became a person having a bad hair day) and walked to 'the mansion' where we each received 2-3 full size candy bars. Then we went back to Qacei's and ate candy. LOTS of candy. And we did stuff. Then MJ and I slept at Qacei's that night, instead of ever returning to the hotel which we had paid for.

Saturday the 1st of November

Partyness. We played Honey I love you and put on makeup and ate armadillo roadkill and terrorized newbies by accident. Mom and dad went to the hotel for sleep, MJ and Story and I stayed to vex Qacei and co. further.

No, I don't really remember this day at all. There was a lot of partying. Tim Booth came. Mary's blog says so.

Thursday

It happens to be. So it's time for another Thirsday Thirteen. How about...Thirteen Things I Do During The Day, Which May Or May Not Be Educationally Relevant.

1. Read good books of all kinds, but mostly fantasy, and primarily Diana Wynne Jones when in that category.

2. Write books, poems, short stories, journal entries, blog posts, post it notes, math problems, ideas, thoughts, lists, and other assorted scribblings.

3. Draw people, bouncy balls, and other shadow-casting/shiny objects. This is definitely educationally relevant, but it's also fun. Notice how often that happens?

4. Watch TV shows, but only if they are good ones.

5. Read Manga, which belongs in a seperate category from reading books, because Manga isn't just words, it's also images, so it's more like Read/Watch Manga. Perhaps I'll use 'View'. View Manga.

6. Watch Anime, usually online because Netflix is slow and boring. Currently watching: Ranma 1/2 (or re-watching, as the case may be, and is.)

7. Clean my room, which is not done very frequently, but is now occuring at the slow slow rate of our friend the limpet.

8. Eat. This doesn't seem very important, but it takes up a large portion of my time, so I thought I'd mention it here.

9. Listen to music. Unlike most people, I actually listen to music without doing anything else, sometimes. It's more than just background noise, people.

10. Watch movies, as we own some very good ones, and quite a lot of enjoyable ones. I think we have several hundred.

11. Go on Myspace, email, instant messenger, or other forms of communication, including, shocking though it may be, the actual physical presence of another sentient being.

12. Read fanfiction on fanfiction.net, which does not occupy much of my time, but as it does occupy some of it, I thought I could add it to the list. It is sometimes good, as compared to the rest of the fics out there, which cause people to gouge out their own eyeballs and eat them.

13. And finally, I, Chloe, your beloved friend and/or relative, spend large quantities of time missing you, and you, and everyone at camp, and everyone at the conferences, and my family members who live far away, and the family members who live in the same house as me, but whom I never speak to, as I am a recluse.

Brava, me. There's probably other stuff, too, but how am I supposed to know what I do all day? It's not like I pay attention or anything!

C.B.P.M.

Pixelation

Heeheehee. I'm so productive, I pixelate drawings in my spare time. Not that I have any other kind of time, but whatever.

Yay!