In Which Kat Blogs And Fails To Come Up With A Title

Far upstairs from the current confrontation between Zaphod and the boys, Elymas Ayeekhoor was fast asleep under the usual chaotic assortment of blankets. Her room was more than just a room. It was an experience, a pinnacle of truly inspired and elemental messiness, drawn from the true source of messiness. After the Robert Jordan reference had wreaked its havoc and passed over, the narration continued.

And, for your daily PE flag football WTF moment…

Brady: We need someone who’ll make a good blocker! (Points.) Kathlyn!

Kat: (Shrinks. Says in a tiny little voice.) I don’t think this is going to work out.

Brady: (Doesn’t listen.)

Kat: (Is flattened during the game.)

I’d rather be fencing. Ben gets it.

But the point is. Elephants! Loads of brains! Great big brains! And after the apocalypse – gone. You may have noticed I say that a lot. It’s from the brillant book Good Omens, by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman, otherwise known as God. Good Omens being the tale of Aziraphale and Crowley, an angel and a demon sent to create the Apocalypse. Unfortunately, they’d prefer to prevent it. Quite the funny book. I’ll lend it to any of the usual gang of idiots if you lot would like.

Well, today Mickey and I went to see Mr E. . .haha, that rhymes. . .regarding the complete and total impossibility of understanding balancing equations. This eventually resulted in my emailing Mr. E the blog address, so we shall see what we shall see. Be afraid. Be very afraid.

Ben: Oh, I am. But in the best way possible.

Mickey: Wait – wait – wait!

We balanced many equations. We also discussed Mandy Pattinkin, Spencer, Ben, Max, Gabe, and the impossiblility of having a conversation with any one of these people. Except in some cases. Mandy because he’s famous and therefore unattainable, and the rest of them for various reasons.

Kat: (To the tune of “Angel of Music.) Beautiful soup so rich and green! Waiting in a hot tureen! Who for such dainties would not stoop! Soup of the evening, beautiful soup!

Max: ??

Ben: !!

Kat: Why are you two speaking in punctuation marks?

Ben: . . .? . . .!

Kat: Oh.

Quote of the Day

“Testosterone knows no tomorrow.”

- The wonderfully philosophical Kat


I remain, gentlemen, your faithful and obedient servant,

J.G.