A Post in which the insane Willow takes over for a moment

Hola!!! It's Willow. :)

Hopefully by now all of you have read the explanation page. (You know, Terces Society?)

Anyway, now you understand everything.

About the Midnight Sun and all.

Pretty interesting, huh?

This morning I got a coded message from Max-Ernest--

Xxxx xxx xxxxxx x xx xxxx xxxxxxx! Xxxxx xxx? Xxx x xxx xxxx xx. Xxxx xxxxx x xxx xx xxxxx xx xxxxx. Xxxxx xx xxx xxxxx xxxxx!

(Oh, yeah--I forgot. You guys can't read that message.)

I have learned that Saturdays are some of the most dangerous days of the week. Even more dangerous than Sunday, and that's saying something. Because on Sunday, when we're worshiping God at church, the Midnight Sun are tramping around in their white church gloves.

Creepy?

I say yes.

And why is Saturday even more dangerous??

Mostly because of the fact that everybody (including me) sleeps in for a ridiculously long time. (Usually 12:00 AM.) Of course, then why am I up?

Actually, I was hopped on by a dog who'd just been eating chocolate.

My chocolate.

I got pretty mad with Fluffy, so now he's outside.

And now I'm writing to you.

Yeah, I really have no idea why.

I'm really feeling an urge to go and eat chocolate.

Mmm.

I. LOVE. CHOCOLATE.

Bye.

Willow