I'm Sorry Readers! a.k.a. I've had a Nervous Breakdown

Garath: Sorry there haven't been any new postings for a while. Liz has locked herself in her room and refuses to come out.

Seth: I think she's afraid her grandmother will come and 'Kidnap' her again. I saw her take a couple of water bottles and a bottle of Aspirin in with her.

Forta: All she did was rake leaves and lug around a 50 lbs tub of dirt all weekend.

Garath: And since her laptop has adopted the blue screen of death as its screen saver, she has to use the main family computer to type.

Forta: Which is locked out and we can't get her out to type anyway.

Seth: *Comes up happy for some strange reason*I hacked in so we could type and maybe post for her!

Forta: Seth…

Seth: Yeah?

Forta: Can't you just phase through her door and drag her out?

Seth: . . . *Smacks forehead* Duh!

Garath: And while Seth goes on that kamikaze mission you have sent him on, I'll start revising these chapters. *Pokes each key with a claw*

Forta: We're gonna be here a while *Facepalms er claws*