What *is* this?

I set this box to take back to London, and this... this... device has landed me in ...Siberia?

... I take that back. There's a giant planet or moon in the sky. Where am I?

Oh, come on. Seriously? If God was going to take me somewhere, why couldn't it at least be somewhere with easy access to a webcam? I can't blog like this. Plus, you know, I was totally in the middle of something nefarious.

Balls.

Marshmallow confections vaguely shaped like monotone turkeys have returned! Frabulous day! I must see how high they bounce, which means throwing herds of them like the mis-described lemmings off buildings and onto passerbys, nasty rat-dogs . Maybe a few will hit the street and count as valid data.

It'll better if it rains.

So I'm thinking about getting a pet...any ideas on what I should get?

Completely bored. Who wants to go shopping?

Blaming Sirius for this.

James was far too busy staring at Evans today to be the cause. He might still be perturbed over the fact that I'm apparently not 'hip to his jive'. Still, this is something of an overreaction. It's hardly as if I stole his sandwich...or insulted his hair.

Sirius, if you're reading this, very unfunny. Very, very unfunny. In other news, no matter how many times you say so? I am not, in fact, a girl.

That is all.

You go lock yourself in an art studio for a few days and end up losing people.

Hallo? Any elves people I know still here?

Oh, Eru, no.

The world is always so odd. So much time, so little to do.

So, there's some loony who's killing people in New York, right? HE TOTALLY JUST KILLED MY WEDDING PLANNER! I went by the office and was hit with this huge whammy of psychic whatever. I couldn't follow it anywhere, because he knocked her out or something, but yeesh!

Alright, this feels weird, but...


DOCTOR!!!!!!!!!!!

DALEK IS HERE! HOW IS DALEK HERE?

DALEK IS WEARING A FLESHBODY! THIS IS NOT NORMAL! THIS DOES NOT COMPUTE! DALEK WILL FIND WHO DID THIS AND EXTERMINATE THEM!

SCOTTIEEEEEEEE!!!!! Please tell me you're up!!!!!

. . .

Call me crazy, but this isn't my room. Or my phone. But it's nice.

Hello? Uhhhh. . .Haha, joke's over. Uncle? Seriously, what the frack?

To all of my new arrivals, I am sorry for not getting to you individually. I've been a very busy deity pulling you all here.

But if you have any questions, feel free to ask away.

Bored Now.

Who's up to doing something? I'll settle for conversation. ;)

Current Mood: bored

Hwiniol! Man no sen? Aewgliriel? Legolas? Melandulin?

This is . . . unsettling. Where-

I appear to be in my family's dwelling in Manhattan, but I was in Lórien with Mel and Gilbaran just a moment ago.

And why do I- I recall something about . . . books? Lots of books?

I need a job. A real job.

Anybody got any openings?

Hey, Scottie! What do you say we use one of those Godbox things and take a trip out to San Francisco or something for the weekend?

Y'know what I always find interestin'? Seems like more people come out t'church on Easter, than any other day, 'cept maybe Christmas Eve. Like He don't know y'not comin' the other 50 some odd weeks.

Howdy, y'all. Name's Adam Young. Not sure what's goin' on, precisely, but here I am. Hope I'm not too late for nothin'.