Begins with Megan writing.
Sven says hi.
Miko bursts into laughter and collapses on the bed. She mutters incoherently about it being an inherently funny name usually associated with 6 foot tall blond guys with funny accents, not small bearded stuffies. But oh well.
Mei: Bjartur says hi, too. He reports that the room is under control and no unsavory elements of order have infiltrated it. He is doing a good job. He sits on my broken computer and surveys his realm. He gets along well with the other denizens, mostly a silently patient care bear, a dammit doll with myopic eyes and green troll hair, and lots of unruly dustbunnies.
::frenzied laughter from the corner where Miko is gasping for breath:: Watch this.
Mi: It's lost it's, you can't, it's not one of those... ::sigh:: Yeah, that's why the stick thing always got on my nerves. It might be funny the first time, while you're hyper, but after that it's not funny anymore.
People only laugh because it's 'cool' to.
Mei: Um, yeah. I didn't mean to start a philosophical debate. Too late at night.
Mi: O HO HO HO HO HO~!!! NOTHING'S GONNA STOP ME!!! NOTHING!!!! BWA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!
Mei: We interupt this transmission for the men in white lab coats to pick her up off the floor and carry her off.
Sarah: Really, we have not lost it. We do have (Megan thinks I need an Anime name so she is asking me who I like) lives other than on the e-mail system. Really we do. But we do miss our Bina.
Mi: Lost what?! You mean your minds? Yours and Megan's? Didn't we already figure out that Peep and Nana had hailed a cab for them to elope to exoctic and distant places from Logan??
Sarah: Yes, but mine was only taking a short trip. It came back just the other day.
Mei: Besides, mine never found the cab. I put it in a safe place, remember? Well, I don't. Remember, that is. Where it is, that is. Some safe place.
Mi: .............................. ummm..... *turns to Sarah* Well, so did it bring back macadamia nuts??
Sarah: No, just the usual goldfish, chocolate and tea.
Mei: Yeah, you should see my desc of S for my page. "When hell freezes over, Sarah will be able to offer everyone hot tea and cider". Speaking of which... ^_^
Mi: .... what?! More tea???? @_@
::Mei leans to the right, leans to the left, darnit, how did I get stuck in this chair?::
Sarah: You were SUPPOSED to be typing a paper silly. Which is why we are now going to log off and let her finish before her brain completely runs away forever.
Mi: *looks at both of them, as they try to figure out how Megan got confused and typed in something weird which got deleted* ^_^; Well now...
Sarah: Well, actually, it doesn't take much figuring out after all.
Mei: I resemble that remark. De mo, i-ki-ta-ku-na-i.
Mi: Where don't you want to go? ^_^;
Mei: To bed. Away. Anywhere.
Mi: So you're gonna sit here forever and not do your paper? ^_^;
Sarah: Ummmm . . I love having Megan around, but I do think at some point I might like my chair back. Not now, of course, lest Megan begin to panic and offer me the chair, but at some point in the future... (Megan's comment - Just in time)
Mi: Ummm... ^_^; Bina, you'd better CC these two mails to me. ^_^; I want a record of our insanity for, umm, later research purposes... yeah... that's it...
Mei: Actually, I thought it would be for blackmail. Oops, was I not supposed to say that?
Mi: Chi. (Damn.)
Sarah: This message really wasn't meant to be that long. Really it wasn't.
Mei: Bye-bye Miss American Pie...
Mi: *raises an eyebrow as she pictures Bina in a pie suit....*
Sarah: And now, before we overload your computer in the morning, not to mention take up all your time for the day, we will be logging off. I know I said that before, since Megan feels the need to point that out, but now we really are done. Bye-bye.
Mi: *looks at Megan* Yeah, and this was supposed to be a one-line message??? *rolls eyes* It's *all* your fault, you know. :P ^_^;;;; Anyway, *hugz*, and we'll bring you much more *sanity*!, *laughs!*, *gags*!, and *fun!* with our next broadcast! And thanks for watching! Good night! ^_^;
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