Hello, readers!
Sorry for the recent AWOL-ness. Don't feel bad; I've been doing it to everyone. xD With my going off to camp on Friday and staying there for a MONTH--consider it acclimation to going thirty long days without a single post from yours truly. Yes, I know, it's very sad. Make sure you guys feed the fish for me, all right?
I really do apologize for the brief posts, and the fact that they are few-and-far-between. I've been staying up late (shh! Don't tell the parents) and sleeping in until 10:30 or 11:00 every morning. Around 1:00 or 2:00pm I head to the pool, and stay there anywhere from one to five hours. After that, I return and use my extra time to check my e-mail and prowl the interwebs and Microsoft Word. That time is generally interspersed with dinner, chores, et cetera. After the computer goes off at 10:00pm (or thereabouts), I gather my book of word puzzles, my drawing equipment, my iPod, and my book and pencil, and retreat downstairs to do various things. Which I secretly continue doing well after my bedtime, except I have to use stealth and a flashlight.
But still.
And now that I have bored you all with a less-than-exhaustive look into my life (which is highly average as of late, and that fact irks me greatly), I fear that I will leave.
Keep flying, guys!
~Cara
P.S. If you start screaming at ceratin FE9 and FE10 characters to do an "UP AND AWAY, YOU IDIOT!!!" then you know that you are truly obsessed with Maximum Ride. Credit to Caroline for this revelation.
"You could lock the Gasman into a padded cell with some dental floss and a bowl of Jell-O, and he will find a way to make something explode."
"You're a devious little pyro, aren't you?"
"I choose you....Max."
"Avian-Americans."
"I wish life was perfect and love was easy."
"Did we need a dog? No. Could we feed a dog? No. We were six mutant bird kids on the run. Could we afford to take care of a dog? Wait for it--NO!"
"'Did you leave the flamethrowers lying around again?' 'I always forget.'"
"Let's see Dr. Amazing do THAT."
"And then Dr. Wonderful flicked her--yes, RED--hair over her shoulder..."
"Beware of Mr. Chu. And maybe Brigid."
"'Where's Angel?' And if that phrase doesn't instill terror into your heart by now, you haven't been paying attention."
""I'm just a kid!' I shrieked. 'I can't get married!' 'You could in New Hampshire.' 'No one's getting married! Not in New Hampshire or anywhere else. Not in a box, not with a fox! Now go to sleep before I kill you!!' Yeah. Like I got any sleep after THAT."
And I could go on and on with the (approximate) MaxRide quotes, but I'll spare you.
Peace.
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