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Dreamed I was EMO. I walked into the sun and sparkled like fire – then I blew up! It was VERY sad. When I woke up, I knew what to do. ——————————————— If the EMO pandemic hasn’t got you yet, these jokes will help: 1) Why did Harry fall off his bike? Because Harry wasContinue reading “Daylight Day 72: Cheer Up Emo Kid”

2 Oct EMO used to stand for ‘emotional’ – the teen subgroup that’s only happy to be sad. Now it’s become a disease eerily similar to vampirism. * My name’s Bell. I considered being EMO once, but then I saw a pretty butterfly and got over myself. Got bored and decided to save the world.Continue reading “Daylight Day 71: Story So Far”

Pi came into my room. “You’re one of us, aren’t you Bell? You don’t want to be left behind, do you?” Ed and four Dads shadowed him. I ran. ——————————— If you thought humans were the only species vulnerable to EMO, you’re wrong. This is a genuine news story. Angry Dolphin Bullies Swimmers Off NZContinue reading “Daylight Day 70: When Good Dolphins Go Bad”

“We’re thirsty,” said the newsreader. “We’re coming to find you, and we’ll drink to your health with your own sweet delicious blood!” ———————————————— The entire Western world becomes much more stressed in December, and it shows most dangerously on our roads. Yesterday I saw: 3 cars drive over traffic islands. 3 people nearly killed (severalContinue reading “Daylight Day 69: Driving Miss Deadly”

Got chased by three sad elves. Weird and frightening. Began disguising myself with dark clothes and morose expression. Green hair unhelpful. ——————————— In another wildly off-topic celebration of Canberra, here’s a celebration of customer service: I went to Carbatec in Fyshwick today (6/145 Gladstone St) looking for an obscure wood-shaping thingy. I found the rightContinue reading “Daylight Day 68: Carba-tec”

Wandered the mall searching for anyone who wasn’t sparkling. I was all alone. Six Santas sat in a gutter, weeping and tolling their bells. * On “Top Gear”, Clarkson and James May hugged each other and wept. I lost my bet that Richard’d be the first to turn EMO. (It’s his hair.) ————————— Lately I’veContinue reading “Daylight Day 67: Hate Twilight? You may like. . .”

Pi stumbled in holding his neck. Blood leaked through his fingers. As he fainted, he whispered, “It’s Mum’s behaviour, Bell, not her blood.” * “Please, Pi, try to focus. What did you mean it’s Mum’s behaviour? What is it she does that’s so different?” He shrugged, “Who cares?” * Still not EMO. My poor brother.Continue reading “Daylight Day 66: Guest author”

Pi followed Mum around with Mum2’s blood vial clutched in his free hand. By the end of the day, the blood was dried, smelly – and un-EMO. * Still not EMO, though Pi won’t stop coming up with ever-weirder theories about Mum’s self-curing ability. He dissected our guinea pig, too. ——————————————— This is VERY short,Continue reading “Daylight Day 65: Harry Potter VS Twilight”

2 Oct EMO used to stand for ‘emotional’ – the teen subgroup that’s only happy to be sad. Now it’s become a disease eerily similar to vampirism. * My name’s Bell. I considered being EMO once, but then I saw a pretty butterfly and got over myself. Got bored and decided to save the world.Continue reading “Daylight Day 64: Story so far”

Awoke with horrible thought and went to Pi. “You said Dad drank some of the blood sample. So his BACKWASH turned it EMO?” “Yep. Ed’s, too.” * Still not EMO, despite beginning to wonder if blood tastes good. Ed says it’s like milo combined with tabasco sauce. I need to get out more. —————————————— ObservantContinue reading “Daylight Day 63: Yay for the internet”

Hello pandemic survivors. My Telstra USB modem just died, and they’re not replacing it. I will buy me some proper internet from a different company, but in the meantime here’s two days’ worth of wonderfulness: First, the signs that Bella and Edward are in an abusive relationship: http://io9.com/5413428/official-twilights-bella–edward-are-in-an-abusive-relationship Second, how the “Twilight” saga isn’t aContinue reading “Daylight Day 61-62”

Today is the 30th of November, which means two things: frantic writers, and fuzzy faces. November is also known as Movember, a month in which men (and, arguably, women) attempt to grow a moustache in order to raise money for research into prostrate cancer. It’s also National Novel Writing Month (or NaNo), in which writersContinue reading “Daylight Day 60: NaNo, anyone?”

Tried to reason with the Mums. Big mistake. They were far too busy experimenting with hairstyles to want to hear how to save humanity. * Still not EMO, despite ten parents alternately telling me to (1) cheer up or (2) stop being so shallow now the wedding’s tomorrow. Bite me. —————————————————————– This week’s guest authorContinue reading “Daylight Day 59: Guest Author”

Pi yelled, “Bell! Mum3 is sparkling. We can grab her while she’s EMO and weak!” I ran out, but by the time we reached her she was fine. * Still not EMO, despite a clone of my Mum giving me a smack for being disrespectful. I hate it when that happens. ——————————————————————– Cher out theContinue reading “Daylight Day 78: The Onion announces new social media”

2 Oct EMO used to stand for ‘emotional’ – the teen subgroup that’s only happy to be sad. Now it’s become a disease eerily similar to vampirism. * My name’s Bell. I considered being EMO once, but then I saw a pretty butterfly and got over myself. Got bored and decided to save the world.Continue reading “Daylight Day 57: Story so Far”

Dad’s hair was already darkening because of EMO. He dyed it black for the wedding. His fringe is nearly chin-length. Still not EMO. * Pi crept into my room at night with a handful of syringes. “We need their blood! The Mums. Any one will do.” I’m not sure he’s coping. ——————————————————————— First of all,Continue reading “Daylight Day 56: History of RPGs”

Mum spent an hour crying due to Mum3 fitting her wedding dress better. I definitely saw sparkles. Then she went for a walk and got better. —————————————– This is a genuine news item from a few days ago. Poor, poor Santa isn’t so jolly these days. He’s in not one, but two high-risk categories forContinue reading “Daylight Day 55: Santa and Swine Flu”

“Bell,” said Mum, “don’t be upset, but I’m going to be my own bridal party. Won’t it be fun?” “Are ANY of you EMO yet?” “Just your fathers.” ———————————————————– Where in Canberra was this photo taken from (if you’re the first to get it right, I give/send you lollies)? I THINK this is the lastContinue reading “Daylight Day 53: Tower Treasure Hunt”

Mum2 refused to get bitten. “Clones are people too. We have rights.” “We?” said Pi. That’s when Mum2 introduced Mum3, Mum4 and Mum5. ————————————– Today’s story is from someone who wishes to remain anonymous. I’ll call him/her Gertrude Versnickered. Let me know if there are formatting issues, and I’ll correct them. Idea Man Dr. BethContinue reading “Daylight Day 52: Guest Author”