Wednesday, November 21st, 2001. 5:19 A.M.

Nny's entry: Die-ary,

It's reeaal early right now. Everybody else was tired, so I'm stuck with driving for a while, since I don't care much for sleep. It's a little hard to write and drive at the same time, but nobody else seems very worried. I must be doing okay. Then again, they all have their eyes closed, so they can't really see. After everybody got to the 24-7 yesterday, we went and rented an RV. I got to meet some new people. There was this one green kid that looked kinda sick.. but maybe that's just 'cause he's green. Then there was this other kid with a really big head. He talks too much, but I like his hair. Cut kinda like a scythe. There was this little green dog, too, but he wasn't making normal dog sounds.. In fact, he was singing until about one this morning. I'm not actually sure if the green kid is sleeping. His eyes are shut real tight, sorta like he's trying too hard to look.. asleep. I just heard a whimpery noise. I think it was Squee. Yep. Says he had another nightmare. Oh well, I need some cherry doom anyways. I'll just pull over at this little store.

Wednesday, November 21st, 2001. 5:26 A.M.

Squee's entry: Dear Journal,

I just had the horrible-est dream ever! I don't really remember what it was about, except that it was really horrible. Johnny pulled over at a Casey's General Store, complaining about needing a Brain Freezy, and almost everyone went with him. The only people still in the RV are me and some big-headed guy messing with a computer. He scares me. He keeps talking about aliens, and that green kid, Zim. I remember how the aliens did spooky things to my head… The kid said his name is Dib. When I told him my name was Todd, he asked me why Johnny called me Squee. I said I didn't know. I just heard a big noise from outside, kinda like yelling or something… Dib's lookin' out the window to see what happened. I'm scared again.. This is like my nightmare.. Oh wait, I don't remember it. Everyone else is back now… Kris brought me some chips and Blair gave me soda. They're nice.

Love,

Todd

Wednesday, November 21st, 2001. 5:54 A.M.

Kris's entry:

Ugh.. I'm so unbelievably tired it's not even funny… Nny pulled over at a store because he needed a Freezy. But it's so early..! Curse him for interrupting my blissful unconsciousness. Poor little Squee had a nightmare. Never saw that comin'. Nny tried to comfort him before we got out, but we managed to make him stop his "reassuring" bedtime story. Anyway, the store we happened upon was a Casey's. They don't carry Brain Freezies. That poor, geeky counter guy never saw the knife. Needless to say, Nny was horribly upset. They did have some Cherry Fiz Wiz, though, which made him feel a little better. Blair and I got some snacks for Squee, 'cause he didn't wanna come inside. Good thing. I think Dib creeped him out though, 'cause he stayed as well. Zim's getting suspicious. Blair told me Dib promised to be nice to Zim on this trip, but I have my doubts.

Wednesday, November 21st, 2001. 5:56 A.M.

Blair's entry:

Curse Nny… If he wasn't so cool I'd have to hurt him. He just had to get a Brain Freezy. Damn insomniac. Kris and I got Squee a soda and a bag of chips at the store. Poor kid… Dib must've scared the crap out of him. Talking about aliens and such. Squee doesn't need another crazy person telling him stories. 'Specially one with a gargantuan head. Dib keeps telling me he's going to be friends with Zim. He's a horrible liar. Eyes… shutting. Can't stay awake much longer…

Wednesday, November 21st, 2001. 6:01 A.M.

Dib's entry: Dear Swollen Eye-Balls,

Zim seems to be catching onto what I'm planning. Blair continues to see through my lies as well. Oh well… Suppose I can get Zim on an autopsy table still. Not before we reach the 10th state… maybe 15th. Todd seems to be afraid of me. Maybe that's because I told him of aliens and how Zim's an invader from outer space. Blair told me to stop scaring Squee and to get a life. She also said that if I drink the last soda she'd kill me. I think she hangs around with Gaz too much…

Wednesday, November 21st, 2001. 5:22 P.M.

Nny's entry: Dear Die-ary,

Took us a while to get out of New York, where we started. I think they should drop the "New." 'Cause it's old. We're somewhere in Pennsylvania. I'm not sure where, 'cause Kris is driving now. We finally found a place with Brain Freezies and stopped there for some snacks. But a while after that, we stopped at a Hardee's in Philadelphia, or somewhere. They're food was really greasy and disgusting, so I jumped the counter and went to have a talk with the fry cook. I don't know why they kicked us out. All I did was cut his nose off. It's not like he needed it. Oh well. Everybody fell back asleep after we stopped at Casey's this morning, including me. I can't believe it. I didn't even know I was tired until I woke up with this big tree right outside the windshield. Kris was kinda mad, so she took the wheel for a while. I don't see what the big deal was. I did swerve and miss the tree. Oh well. I was watching that green guy, Zim, when we were at Hardee's. He was sniffing his food and gagging like it was toxic. I like him. I'm pretty sure he put something in it before shoving it onto the big-headed kid, Dib's, plate. Dib ate it, 'cause he was in the bathroom when Zim did it. I wonder if he noticed he ate two hamburgers?

Wednesday, November 21st, 2001. 5:37 P.M.

Squee's entry: Dear Journal,

I feel bunches better since we stopped at Hardee's. Shmee does too. The hamburgers were so good, I almost ate all of mine! The day was turning out bad before, with my nightmare, the stop at Casey's, and Johnny almost crashing the RV. But meat and Tang made it aaall better! Johnny didn't eat anything at Hardee's. I don't think I've ever seen him eat. Zim didn't eat either. I thought he was going to be sick, with the way he was hacking and gagging. I have a feeling somethin' bad's gonna happen, like a monster's gonna pop out of the toilet when I use the bathroom and eat my butt. I get bad feelings a lot, and Johnny doesn't make them any better. Shmee still thinks he's a bad guy. I'm not really sure.

Love,

Todd

Wednesday, November 21st, 2001. 5:49 P.M.

Kris's entry:

I've just noticed that everyone seems to write in their diaries or journals or whatever around the same time. It's really creepy. Oh well. I went back to sleep after our little surprise stop, but I really regretted it. Nny fell asleep and almost totaled the RV! I suppose that's what I get for trusting him with a vehicle. I really wasn't sure if he knew how to drive, but he fortunately did. The little insomniac is the perfect late night/early morning driver. I'm really starting to worry about Squee. Nny's always telling him some horrific story, Dib won't shut up about aliens, and, as if the poor kid wasn't traumatized enough already, Gir's always trying to get him to sing songs with him. But I think Gir's driving us ALL nuts. I'm worried that Nny's gonna get pissed and put a bullet through his little metal skull. At Hardee's, neither Nny nor Zim ate. Of course, I expected as much. But when Dib went to the bathroom, Zim put something in his burger and slipped it onto Dib's plate. Dib looked a little confused when he came back, but ate it anyway. I hope he'll be okay. Oh, and I'm really not sure why, but we got kicked out of Hardee's. I have a feeling it has something to do with Nny.

Wednesday, November 21st, 2001. 6:10 P.M.

Zim's entry: Computer,

It's been about a day since we began this little escapade. I was almost certain I was going to die this morning when we barely missed a giant woody plant growing up right in front of us. It turns out that "Nny" character wasn't even on the road. No wonder! Why was he driving in the first place?! I don't suppose it matters. Sweet, sweet victory over my rival will finally be MINE! Today, at a fast-burger food store in.. Pheela-delphee-ah… I slipped some of the most deadly substance known to Irkens into my "food" and put it on Dib's platter. Argonian Crystal Cubes will put any Irken in the infirmary ward! I can't wait to see what horrible things they do to that disgusting little stinkbeast! Hm.. haha… AHAHAHAA!!! … Yes, well, I suppose that about sums it up. One more thing.. I'm beginning to feel that I should employ caution around Nny. He seems almost.. homicidal. What he did to the counter slave in that store this morning was hideously grotesque.

Invader Zim, signing off.

Wednesday, November 21st, 2001. 6:32 P.M.

Gir's entry: DIIIARY!

Hi again! Today was so much fun! We got to go off the road earlier and drive through the forest! That little kid that's always makin' that "squee" sound screamed really loud, so I screamed too. I like him. He's sticky-lookin'. When we went to the restaurant, I took my squeeky moose with me. I didn't even know I brought him! It made me soo happy! I ate three hamburgers, and I think Master didn't feel very good. He put sugar on his food and gave it to Dib. I don't know why. Maybe they're finally friends! Friends give friends sugar. And smallpox. I got to sing today! But nobody would sing with me.. It made me sad and frowny, but I kept singing anyway. I'm gonna go think of some more songs. Bye!!

Wednesday, November 21st, 2001. 6:35 P.M.

Blair's entry:

Gir's starting to drive me insane. I'll tell Kris to stop by a Taco Smell so I can get Gir a taco to make him shut up. Nny ran us off the road and almost hit a tree. I might kill him soon. We stopped at a burger joint in Philadelphia. Squee looked somewhat happy today. Zim kept gagging and stuff. Dib left to go to the bathroom and Zim slipped some stuff in his food. Dib ate it. I should've told him. Oh well. He's been puking constantly for a while, though… Gir's singing the RV song. I think I'll start threatening to destroy all tacos if he doesn't stop. Nny's yelling at Shmee again. Better go tell him it's an inanimate object.

Wednesday, November 21st, 2001. 6:45 P.M.

Dib's entry: Dear Swollen Eye-Balls,

Blast that alien scum! Slipping sugary substance thingies into my hamburger… I've been in the bathroom for quite a long time. Zim's getting increasingly suspicious of my sneaking around his bunk. Suppose I should start acting nice, eh? This "Nny" guy is making me nervous. He tells scary bedtime stories to Todd. Todd keeps talking to his bear, Shmee. Maybe it's possessed with an alien soul! I'll go check it out!!