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Christian, please do inform me you have a cellular device these days. xD

Newsanchor edition:
Nyz: I do.
Pink: I don't.
Soryiu: It didn't.

Now then.

Nyz: You did change your name! Sweet Jesus, I'm happy that's you. I was a bit worried, honestly. Trouble in Wonderland, and all.
Y'know, and in Christianland.
As for what I've been up to, not much. I recently finished the book 'Howard the Duck'. We moved recently, and after going through the remains of our old bookstore, I now have one proper bookshelf, two stacks of three milkcrates each forming makeshift shelves, another of two cardboard boxes, one large box, and a quarter floor worth of books. I recently discovered I'm capable of reading a full sized novel in about half a day. I'm gonna take on Harry Potter soon, because my brother once pulled it off, and I always wanted to be like him when I was a munchkin, so.
Oh, and since we have "Socratic Seminars" every Tuesday at school, which is essentially a somewhat lacking attempt at philosphical discussion, I've been amusing myself by tearing people apart with logic, reason, and Star Wars. Mostly logic and reason.
How about you?
Pink: Technically, I have a phone. I have my mom's old phone, which broke. I fixed it with my mastery of modern technology (meaning, I took the batteries out, then put 'em back in). Also, I've come to accept that you may be right, and perhaps my name actually does fit me, in a strangely ironic way.
Soryiu: For alas, there's actually this whole complicated process with a garlic necklace, a mouthful of garlic, a decapitation, a burlap sack and an east-flowing river, but hey. I certainly give you points for trying...!

How have things been with all of you? Being gone for so long, I really need a bit of a catching-up. Out of the loop and whatnot. Considering how loopy we typically are, I assume it'll take me a while to catch up.

I also stick to Nyz.

Pink: As consistently as I can possibly expect, yes.

AVID...? Do explain.

I do yet live in Misery. It's actually quite terrible, because I've realised how badly it's getting to me. I'm culturally troubled: I occasionally use British or archaic spellings for words (i.e. 'realised' just now) before I catch myself, I'll sometimes slip into a British singing accent, I apparently often have a very slight Irish accent, and every once in a while (months apart, usually) I'll be talking and a strong Southern accent will slip into my speech for a few words. Did it today, actually, at the aforementioned seminars. Kind of embarassing, really. Not likin' the Southern accent.

I have read the series, but I just figured it's been long enough, I shouldn't be bored by reading the same thing over again.

Amazing and happy, hmm? Hmmm. This is good! A trifle uncharacteristic, but good!

Ah, when my sister straightens it, my hair comes down to approximately the bottom of my scapulae. Otherwise, given the abnormally curly nature of my hair (you know how when girls go to proms or what have you, they'll occasionally curl their hair into wierd cylinders, or inverted cones that spiral downward? Mine does that naturally once it's long enough, which is funny considering that I always thought my hair was straight before I grew it), it's just long enough to get in my collar and annoy me.
I have a good memory. wink

Nyz: Why thank you. I've not been wished a happy unbirthday in... well, ever before. So, thanks!

I've never been to Europe. I've been compiling a list of things I'd like to do in my life. Some are boring (study any and all possible mystical literature I can find), and some are a little more fun (learn to fly planes and drive ships, visit London, China, win a swords tournament). I think Italy would be interesting. Really, Europe in general, but I hear Italy but a very interesting ransom procedure.
No, that was France; nevermind. Either way, Italy still interests me.
Crap, no; it really was Italy. Damn it. Whatever. Of course it was Italy; they spoke Italian. Christ.

I'd like to hear about the constrictorquest, by the way. That sounds appropriately heart-pounding. The most dangerous thing I've ever engaged was... well, technically, a person, but outside of that realm... nothing. I don't really have many adventures; unfortunate side-effect of recreational hermeticism.

I figure your art is worthy of some prizes. Tell me how it goes, then!

Oh, and apparently, I'm now a member of a music honors society. Kind of ironic, considering what I did at the Christmas concert...

Now, imagine this whole post in a slight Irish accent (listening to myself, it has something to do with the way I stress and 'evolve' my vowels, or something). Fun, fun!

*Ye' Hath been Killed.... are sworded with a poor pun*

Jack: Oh yes, terribly devastated. Sarcasm is a wonderful thing, only certain people can pull it off well. So be glad that you are one. My younger brother often tries and it's just annoying. Haha.

Nyzz: Wow! That's so much! I hardly ever have homework anymore. That sucks about your art teacher. It's my senior year, so it doesn't really matter anymore. But if I had to go without my video teacher at my home school, I would be so sad. He's awesome.