The alphabet song (or, An exercise in inanity [or, The only clue found in the deserted warehouse where Mnem was last seen alive at approximately 10:39 PM on the night of September 1st, 2010 {or, The first post of September! Yay!}])

Further proof that I should not be allowed to stay up this late. -strums lyre-

"A is for Awesome and
B is for Banned and
C is for Careful and
D is for Drama Queen and
E is for Eli Trick and
F is for FerretGun and
G is for God Only Knows and
H is for Holy Unholy Undead and
I is for I Don't Have Internet Sometimes So Don't Get Mad At Me For Not Posting and
J is for Juno and
K is for Kaliper and
M is for Mnem Can't Spell "Caliper" Correctly and
N is for Nothing You Need To Know and
O is for Orly and
P is for Penis Envy and
S is for Schadenfreude and
Q is for Q#*ABN&xZ ( = She Screwed Up The Alphabet) and
R is for Really, I'm Okay Now and
T is for Totally and
U is for Uh-huh and
V is for Very Well Then If You Say So and
W is for What Now? and
X is for Xanatos Gambits Are Hard to Pull Off and
Y is for You Betcha and
Z is for Ziggurat."

Pulled this off another blog--my other blog, so nobody sue me. Except for Chronos, maybe, because I didn't tell her that I have another blog. :3

-thundery noises-

Uh oh.

-digs out box labelled "Chronos Eruption Prevention"- -straps :3 mask over face- -takes deep breath, files last will and testament, and turns around-

Okay, Chronos, breathe ... just breathe ... Look at the seal face! Control your rage! LOOK AT THE SEAL FACE! You wouldn't wanna hurt the seal face, would you? W-would you? -beat- Wait, w-what? You would wanna hurt the seal face? But it's a seal face! You can't hurt a seal face! Think of the seals! Think of the little fluffy baby--okay, fine, so technically it's just a seal mask over my face, but still. --What do you mean, "there is no but still"? It's the same thing, isn't it? -bobs around in an increasingly desperate manner- WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT ISN'T THE SAME? WHY DO YOU COME CLOSER WITH THAT STRANGE METALLIC CONTRAPTION? BACK OFF, CHRONOS! DON'T HURT THE WIDDLE SEAL! DON'T HURT THE WIDDLE SEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAL! OH, THE HUGE MANATEE! Seal. Thing. You get my drift.

Wait, aren't I supposed to be dead now? -looks down- -small neat hole in the left section of her chest-

-Chronos grins and reholsters heart vaporizer-

Well damn.

-promptly expires-

~Mnemosyne