Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Wow, no one has commented in a week...

I think they're too busy staring in shock at my questionable mental state. Oh well, I haven't had much time for it. What with the monkeys, the story I'm supposed to be writing, schoolwork, scoutwork, housework, churchwork, Halloween work (not a top priority), and who knows how many other things. -sighs-

Hubert, you should learn housekeeping and help me out a bit.

Hubert: I don't have thumbs.

Me: You disabled the alarm, took out the guards, and broke into my room easily enough.

Hubert: Hedgy did most of that. He wanted more slugs.

Me: Fine, then. Where's Hedgy?

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Hi, Hedgy, haven'y you always dreamed of cleaning the living room.
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Nice mop. -tosses a slug to hedgy- Thanks.

You know, Hubert, I'm pretty sure people worse off than you have cleaned a house before.

Hubert: Were they made out of sticks?

Me: Some.

Anyway, I have to go again. -sighs- Something to do with the list above. But there are a few things I want to note. Team Concord might be going ice skating this Friday. We'll have to see, but it should be fun. Also, there's a ward party tonight. Yay.

Okay, now I go. -waves-

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Here, kitty, kitty, kitty!

Last night was rather nice. Plenty o' clouds. Bjab went around the park to put up 'found cat' signs.

-glances up- I don't thing it'll rain here... -sighs-

-hubert walks through door-

What? Do you think this is your room now?

Hubert: The monkeys are doing something to the Mechimites.

Me: Which ones?

Hubert: The Russians, to the surveillance squad.

Me: Fine, I'll head down there later.

-hubert leaves-

#o -squeak-

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Uh... What was that?

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Okay...

#o

Hi...

#o -squeaks-

Annnnnyway, things are going well-ish. I had something I wanted to say, but I forgot... OH! I remember! Yesterday I got t– #o -squeak-

Uh... Thank you... What was I saying?


...I lost it.
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Oh, don't give me that innocent look. You just cost me one of my few conversation topics.

-puts slugs in a bowl in the next room-

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . #o

Bye, Hedgy.

So yeah, I forgot what I was going to say. Again. I had a dream that Bro. Bishop was giving chalkboard erasing lesions.... It was weird. I liked the cornmaze one better. I found a sniper rifle and a decent side arm. Only the side arm was any good until I got to the tower. I liked the power-ups. Apparently, it was an odd game of laser tag. I got out of the maze, once. Didn't like what I found. Ran back for dear life. So... I'm bored... Oh yeah!

One more thing before I go. Last night we had a power outage and we had to reset everything. I forgot to turn on my alarm, too! I was late for seminary. -sighs- But still second of the five who were there. Sad. L was taking peoples' fingerprint's.

Glad that I cover my tracks? Oh yes... Not really, he was just seeing what they were for a class of his... I think. Bye!

Monday, October 29, 2007

-rummages through medicine cabinet-

I have a headache...

-Yawns-

-glances at old posts-

Hubert, how'd you get access to the record banks?

Hubert: The monkeys.

Me: How'd they know how to get in?

Hubert: They know everything.

Me: Right...

Okay, so I'm back now, and more or less better off. Friday was nice. R&T's Party was awesome, as usual, and there were odd worms in the punch. Gummy... Saturday was one of those productive days you don't want to do more than once. As many know, we have a dumpster here for a week, so we're cleaning. The old yellow freezer is gone now. (scary) I guess that's cool. Also, we KOed the deck big time. Sludge hammers, regular hammers, fists. That thing came down. Mom seemed a little upset, but when you think about it, it just makes it easier if we ever were thinking about a pool! (I'd still like the idea of a deck, though. Just not here. Maybe when I start having a family. LOOONG way away...) Tree forts are goood. Roofs are a good idea, though. Or drains. Both. I think the deck was taking a good deal of water damage. (it's been around a while)

Uh... Sunday was Sunday. Church was excellent. I like my teachers, especially Bro S.. Poor guy, we have a restless class. The family got together and ate a pumpkin. (stuff was inside it... o.O)

I think that's all. I've had very little time to work on the Mindweaver Project, so bear with me.

Uh... I think I need to go now. Bye!

Saturday, October 27, 2007

MIA

Hubert: As you may have noticed, Renolds has been gone for a short while. While this should not yet be a concern, we still have appointed a section of the troops into looking into his possible location. Rest assured that they will have accomplished their task by Monday.


-two monkeys come in-

Hubert: You're the English ones, right? I'm telling you, I can never tell you apart.

Monkey #1: -points to badge-

Project Smokescreen:
#1014511
Intelligence department

Hubert: Okay... what's that tell me?

Monkey #2: It's in English, isn't it?

Hubert: Hmm, yes, I suppose it is. So how is our project going?

Monkey #1: We're on schedule, but there's a problem with some of the equipment.

Hubert: Okay, and what's the problem?

Monkey#1: They're lousy. We'll have to alter them.

Hubert: How much is that gonna cost us?

Monkey #2: We accept checks or bananas.

Hubert: Okay, but how much?

Monkey #2: We'll let you decide how valuable we are.

Hubert: Okay then...

-monkeys leave-

-hubert picks up phone-

Hubert: Hello, I'd like to bring up 250 bunches of bananas to the intelligence department, suits 42 and 39.

Yes, 250 each.

Yeah, preferably today.

Um... Okay. I'll be right down.

Yeah, bye. -hangs up-

Okay, I gotta run. Apparently I have to examine 500 bananas to make sure they're good. -hubert leaves-

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Woot! Paper!- Wait, what'd you say???

No one got hurt??? What about the pen??? I had a 0.5 mm ballpoint pen stuck in my hand! Just kidding, it's fine, now. No permanent injuries. Ooh, maybe I'll have a blue scar... Nifty.

I finally remembered to bring paper to Seminary! XD

What was I going to say... It was vaguely important. I wonder how the wishlist thing is going... Back on track, here. Where is it... Uh... I need to whack my head against something. Our Perky little young men's group seems lame. Hopefully things will improve, soon. First off, separate patrol campouts??? Have they seen the number of boys who come??? It'd be like two people. Really fun. And so much for the older boys being examples to the little people. -shakes head- Imma go now. -glances back- @.@ Did I do that??? Hubert, could you get that?

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Thanks, Hubert.

Alright, now I go. Bye! ^^

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

No pens...

Getting stabbed with a pen is not fun... Here you are, doing your schoolwork. You move to put the pen cap back on, but wham! You miss the cap and stab yourself. Ink and blood don't mix. Well, they do, but they shouldn't. Thankfully I was able to squeeze it out, though. Painful process. Anyway, it's all taken care of. I organized my schoolbooks, again. The Tower of Power just gets bigger, doesn't it? I have the Satchel section, Scouts section, Church section, Random section, and a greatly expanded School section... Still, it seems to work. And only 55 centimeters by 45 centimeters of floorspace! Efficiency is gooood.

I may have to move Japanese from School to Random. It seems like a tight fit... Complicated stuff.

So uh, during Seminary (Well, before...) Bro. Bishop's car got broken into (Not the one he was driving.) Yeah, they drove off (They break into a car and have an escape vehicle?) and almost hit L and his dad. Nice maneuvering, Bro. H. Yeah, so there was some action. And it all seemed to happen right when we got there. L, Bro. Bishop, and I all got there at about the same time. Strange... L thought we should have a stakeout at the church. I mean, this isn't the first time something like this has happened. People have been going in and unlocking doors, too. -nods- Maybe a stakeout would be a good idea.

Uh... so there's been a bit of excitement today. Not the fun excitement, though. -sighs- I should be working. I have to go. Bye!