Hola, I am back from Steamboat Springs!

More about that later, I figured you guys would like to hear what happens to Elle and Stu.

I present Love You So Much These Days. Beware, the last part gets a little mature. Not as bad as some stories up here but it involves self-pleasure. FYI

Food. That was always the first thing on my mind. It wasn't very surprising since we had been a drift for days. Noodle had some granola bars in the many pockets of her dress but they were soggy and most of their taste had washed away with the ocean. Still we weren't complaining; food was food.

The days melted into each other and I couldn't recall what day it was or how long we had been floating in the middle of nowhere. My thoughts drifted and in my half-starved stupor I started seeing things. Sometimes I would see Stuart, floating in the water just out of my reach. Sometimes I would see a bug-looking man with a gas mask on staring at the raft which was a bit unsettling but a part of my brain knew it was just my imagination.

Wasn't it?

Noodle did her best to keep morale up but even she knew it was a hopeless case. She would put on a strong face and spout encouraging words but I could tell she didn't believe in them herself. Our situation was pretty hopeless.

"Look, I'm sure we'll figure out something." Noodle tried again. "We're not going to die. I promise."

I was lying on the floor of the raft, too exhausted to get up. My patience had been wearing thin since our supply of granola bars had run out.

"Please enlighten me Noodle, how are we going to get out of this one?" I snarled at her.

She glared at me, "Look, I know you are hungry and tired but you need to get a grip."

"Well, you've been to Hell, is it nice down there?" I said staring up into the sky. "Because I'm pretty sure that we're not going to survive this. Why did I listen to Russ? Why couldn't I just get over 2D and let him get through his own problems by himself. God knows I've got enough of my own."

Noodle had gone silent. She was staring out at the ocean completely still. I continued to babble actually liking the sound of my voice. It broke the sound of the lapping of the water against the side of the raft.

"SHUT UP." She exclaimed.

I fell silent, muted by shock. She had a hand against one ear. Obviously she had heard something that I hadn't. Quietly I sat up and looked out into the ocean with her.

"What do you see?" I whispered.

She shushed me again.

That was when I saw it. It was a huge mass swimming toward us. It wasn't huge as in whale huge. It was huge as in holy crap there is a giant swimming toward us. Usually I wasn't one for fainting but with the sun beating down on me and the lack of food in my belly my vision swam.

"What the hell is that?" I murmured.

"I think—." Noodle started but the giant continued under us.

I sighed in relief thinking that it was going to continue on its merry way but then it stopped right underneath us. I felt the floor of the raft shift and suddenly we were out of the water.

"Oh Jesus Christ." I murmured.

It was a big brown dome. At first I thought maybe a mountain was growing abnormally fast but then I saw the great big milky eyes I had seen not too long ago.

"Russel?" I heard Noodle exclaim happily. "What happened to you?"

My vision blurred; the shock of Russel so…huge (or bigger than usual) plus the rumble of hunger made me weak. Noodle was busy yelling down to Russel who would respond in his familiar booming voice. They didn't even notice as I slipped into unconsciousness and into the dark water below.

The sun was bright. It was burning my eyelids but I was too exhausted to move to cover them. I shivered in the breeze; still soaking wet. I was amazed I hadn't drowned; the last thing I remembered was Russel's big head coming out of the water and then the sensation of falling. I didn't even remember Noodle scream or Russel trying to catch me. If that even happened.

Slowly I opened my eyes. I felt some kind of dirt or sand on my arm, when I reached over to brush it off I realized it was pink sand. I examined it on my fingertips. Where was there a beach with pink sand? Still a little woozy I looked around, trying to find my bearings.

There was a tall white building right in the middle of the pink island. It took up most of the space. I saw a patio with deck chairs on it and I could hear a bass guitar deep in the bowels of the building. I could see things jutting out of the beach. Most of them were plastic.

My eyes widened. I was on Plastic Beach. Standing up quickly (too quickly, my head spun and I was almost sent sprawling on my ass) I searched the horizon for the familiar brown dome that I had fallen from but I couldn't see it anywhere. It surprised me, either they had swam away when I had fallen or I had floated the entire distance from Russel to Plastic Beach.

"Well, well, well, I never thought I'd see your lovely face again, luv." I heard a slimy voice murmur to me.

I whirled around, sending my head spinning, and came face to face with Murdoc. He had aged some, his hair was streaked with grey and his face had gotten thinner. I eyed him warily, fighting to stay upright. I had gone hungry far too long.

"What do you want?" I snarled.

Murdoc scoffed. "Shouldn't I be asking you the same question? This is my island you washed up on."

I had to give him that. I looked around at the beach.

"Where are we?" I murmured.

Murdoc cackled, "Point Nemo, luv. Didn't you know that already?"

"This is Point Nemo?" I whispered, the black edges of sleep shrouding the corners of my eyes.

"Yes," Murdoc said looking a little concerned. The emotion looked strange on his face. It was probably because I had never seen it on his features before. "Are you ok, luv?"

I just managed to nod before tumbling to the beach and slipping into unconsciousness for the second time that day.

2D was thinking about her again. This time the thoughts didn't stay within the PG limit. Not only did he think about her hair as it lazily whispered in the wind or about her beautiful green eyes. No he thought about her neck when it was thrown back in the height of her passion. He thought of her back, glittering in the sunlight after a night of sex. He thought of how her breasts fit into the palms of his hands.

He would be brought painfully back to Earth when he realized that he was all alone. Then, amidst his tears, 2D would close his eyes and pretend she was there. He would wrap his fingers around the most intimate part of himself and pretend it was her. While there was no life without Elle, he had to make do with what he had.

"Ah luv, it's a pleasure having you here. Let me show you around." He heard Murdoc's voice say, muted by the thick door.

He wondered at first who was joining them on the private island but then he realized he didn't really care. It wasn't going to be her. Of course there was one thing Murdoc said that tickled the back part of 2D's mind.

Luv.

That was his name for Elle. He remembered because she had told him not to call her that because of Murdoc. He scowled. He knew he should try and forget her; it wasn't like they were going to get off of the island anytime soon. Not with half the album still in progress.

"So I've shown you around, how do you like the place?" He heard Murdoc say.

There was no answer but 2D heard Murdoc laugh.

"Ah, too caught up with your biscuits, eh?" He cackled again, "Well, here is the room I bet that you will love the most. I'm considering letting you stay here."

There was a pause as Murdoc judged the visitor's reaction. He laughed again and then 2D heard the latch on his room jiggle. Quick as a flash he pulled his hands out of his pants and pulled the blanket over his lap, to hide the bulge still poking through the fabric.

His world came to a halt when he locked eyes with the mysterious visitor. Her beautiful eyes widened as she took in his bright blue hair. The air went out of his lungs and he knew if he could cry he would be at that moment. Murdoc looked triumphant at the shock in the singer's face. Both man and woman couldn't make a sound. Finally, 2D found his voice.

"Elle?"

Man, oh man, it is good to be back. I was a complete idiot and forgot to take my notebook with me so I had all these ideas bouncing around in my head and nothing to write them down on.

Anyhoo, Steamboat Springs was awesome. There was this hott pool boy that would smile this sexy half smile at me. I kept sending him these mental messages to just talk to me already but he didn't so I just let my extremely overactive imagination take over. We'll eventually end up together, he loves me. I know it.

Also, yesterday was my daddio's birthday. He is officially half a century old. So happy late birthday to him.

Three more things, two of them involving Gorillaz. 1) Our home computer has been infected with a virus (don't worry I'm on my laptop) and so now I can't get into my iTunes and update my iPod. So I've been listening to Gorillaz music on my Mp3 player. I've turned the bass up so now whenever I listen to Gorillaz the first thing I think is "That's Murdoc playing the bass." 2) Stuart and Elle turned into elderly folks and Noodle moved out and got married to this guy. In Sims3 of course. 3) I have a new obsession. It is Criminal Minds. Actually its more like Dr Reid on Criminal Minds. He's just so fucking adorable. I just want to attack him.

Hey guess what?

STAYCLASSY.