Well, folks, this is me ELOISE telling you that you will have to live without me or Sasha for a very looooong while. Really, it is me ELOISE. Seriously. Oh dammit, yall don't believe me. OK fine, you win. Yes, it's me ISIS (doesn't have that same sort of ring to it -- no pun intended) telling you exactly what I said before, but you didn't believe me cos I said I was ELOISE.

I am going on holiday to Plum Island tonight, and I will be staying till 31 August. Sasha left yesterday (without calling me, no less!) for a resort in Philly (Philadelphia, for all you non-Yanks out there. Please tell me you know what a Yank isyou do? Thank you.). Then she's going on tour of Holland, Belgium, and Britain. She won't be back until the 2nd week of September. Same week, I'm going to Washington, D.C. to visit mein Opa und Oma (grandpa and grandma, for all you who are not of German descent out there). I'll be back the week after.

Plum Island has no computer access, but I'll be working on the story while I'm up there. I'll try to update when I get back. Think 1st week of September.

In the meantime, try reading some good stories, like:

Official Fanfiction University of Middle-earth, by Camilla Sandman

There's an elf in my kitchen! by Ariandir

A Dark Mind, by SapphireMeriadocTook

Protectors of the Plot Continuum, by Jay & Acacia, though it's been removed from ff.net, you can find a URL for it in Pennhothwen's profile.

The Fantastic Saga of S.N.A.O.L.! by Pennhothwen.

Or, you could also read the following insanity. I am in no way responsible for what you get out of it. It is a product of boredom, and the reasonable part of my mind shutting down, refusing to cooperate, and scorching the hell out of anyone's fingers that try to fix it. Just don't blame it on me, cos if I can't get it to work, no one can. After all, we are just a figment of our own imaginations, right? ;-)

Frogs.


Frogsfrogsfrogsfrogs.

Frogs.

Sit on lily pad. Eat flies.

Figwit pretty. Me like Figwit.

Figwitfigwitfigwitfigwitfigwitfigwit.

Blibbity blobbity bloo.

The Avocado of DEATH!!!!

Hey man, I was the President of the Galaxy!

Conceited little megapuppy.

Never, ever forget your towel.

Look! It's No-Name the WONDER HOBBIT!

Ta-DA!

Pippin, Frodo, No-Name the WONDER HOBBIT!, Sam.

Legolas' nose is cold, let me kiss it!

Zaphod Beeblebrox LIVES, man!

Strawberry Fields Forever.

Yellow Submarine is just Disney on acid.

Acid good.

Waaah, John and George dead, me sad.

Blue meanies gonna get me!