Look at my pretty writing. Look AT IT.
It took me nearly eight years to learn how to write like
this. Arthur made me learn.
Bleh.
Dolphin’s asleep right now upstairs and Cerdian is
asleep in my free arm, on my lap. It’s
nice to be back in Atlantis. I always
feel safer here now, which is ironic considering I was SO scared of it in earlier
years. I’m glad to be HOME. I know Dolphin is too. God, I love that woman.
I should give you statistics, eh? It’s November 11, 2001, d-uh. About…
I dunno, I don’t have a watch on.
Anyway, I need to get this down in writing for my
files. I was in Metropolis the other
day [might I say that Metropolis is SCARY now] and I bumped into one Supergirl. She was out and about on the coast talking
to a guy named Bilbo or Bibbo or something.
After she was done, we went off to talk some. I found out her and Kyle are in a DEEP relationship now. And I found out there’s a problem with
Kon-El that’s unresolved. He’s been
spiriting around, dropping hints to people that something is wrong, but Kara
said it herself--it’s not Kon’s style to come right out and say something, or
to be readable at all. In fact, she
says he’s difficult to read by BATMAN.
And let me tell you, that’s pretty damn impressive. I hope all turns out okay…
Okay, so back to Kara and myself. So we’re talking, right? And all of a sudden, out of no
where, DARK ANGEL pops up, wanting
to kill me to get to Donna. Okay, fine,
whatever. I get
blasted about a hundred yards into
water, and that’s cool because my old friend Hedra [she was in
METROPOLIS WATERS for God’s sake!]
and she helped me, meanwhile poor Supergirl was caught fighting Dark Angel…
Once I regained consciousness and got back to shore,
Dark Angel was gone, Supergirl was
knocked out, and IMPULSE was
sitting there… happy as can be! He
ANNOYED Dark Angel so bad that she left!
Impulse annoyed Dark Angel that much.
Donna’s still laughing. [Not that I’m complaining, that woman has a gorgeous laugh.]
So, I have to make a speech to the Middle East
tomorrow, and I still need to prep a speech.
I’m thinking of starting it with,
“Our worlds are contrasted in many ways.
We are a Christian dominated society, though we accept other religions,
whereas you are of Islam and Hindu faiths, and rarely accept any other
religion. We ride horses, you ride
camels. We call them horseys, you call
them… I dunno what. We call you
OPEC-related, you call us the Great Devil.
Where you demean your women… our women demean us!”
What do you thin--
Awwww, Cerdian’s waking up. Gotta go, and then I gotta call WALLY, or try…
Garth