Well since I'm still bored in lab...more blue notebook!

Part of an entry in the blue notebook. The whole thing is too long to post, but I put up an amusing example of my crazy imagination. See if you can follow what's actually happening and what's daydream. Note that most of the bits of future Saline tales (now transformed into Enilas/Elinas) are no longer valid.

(Written on 12/29/06)

I claim I'm not obsessed, yet I always seem to stray to the topic of Zill in writing or in thought or in conversation. I was just thinking about how I'm not sure if Joey's forgiven me about the van [note from present: Joey seems cool with it now, but I still feel super-guilty about lying to Kyle's face about it], and how it's really bugging me, and how I sort of want to start off the new year on a clean slate, and how I can't do that if this is bugging me. So I've decided to call them. Soon. Tomorrow, if possible. So then I thought about - okay I imagined calling them, and getting Kyle, and having him say "oh no, Joey's over at Vanessa's and by the way we don't have any myth homework". And then I said something about "why would I ask for Joey if it was about myth and that's okay, I'll just call Vanessa. But do I really want to interrupt their snuggling?" and then Kyle said something like "screw them and their snuggling" except now that I think about it Kyle wouldn't say something like that, or would he? b/c I don't know him all that well to be completely honest. By the way I pity the soul that tries to read this because it's definitely lacking in punctuation and grammar, and logic. mmm oh yeah. And then I made him freak out by saying "that's an interesting picture." :) Poor Kyle. And then he asked what it was about, and I said the van, and there was a pause and then I asked "did you really just check to make sure it was there?" and then he was like "well..." and then I was like "yeah, Kyle. I got Grace drunk, had her tell me where the keys to your house were (cuz she TOTALLY knows), stole the keys, left my drunk friend alone to fend for herself, drove over to your house, stole the van, and then somehow got my own little SilverMoon back home." (And I just thought up a whole 'nother segment of talk where we discuss the fact that I named my car as well as the name but I won't go into that, it's complex enough already.) And there was another pause and then Kyle asked how I got Grace drunk and I told him about the stash of whiskey and vodka my parents have and that's actually true. This led to a whole 'nother conversation about alcohol and my sensitive taste buds. Eventually I did call Joey/Nessa but not much was said about the van - I sorta got off topic talking about the Zilllets and crew - and since Joey + Nessa found it amusing, I elaborated on several tangents, including the idea of Emma and little Timothy Rhine, Luke, Alex, and Beka Zill, future D+D, DDR, cloggers, clarinetists, singers, violin dorks, and trumpeters, oh, and future light saber duels too, and RMF (random musical folk) and how that got started when Joey found Tony F. playing trumpet on an Ann Arbor street corner, and Hobbiton, and how Luke and Alex are total trumpety and DDR prodigies and they're the favorites of everyone and they're the older ones, so Beka just gets more shy and more withdrawn til she's almost like me [note from present: the new Lizzy is actually pretty darn kick-ass], and how Beka eventually ends up with Timothy [nope], and no, I'm not planning their grandkids, I've only come up with some high school stuff, but it's not much developed yet, the most developed is "The Quest for Something Interesting" when Luke and Alex are 7 and Beka's only 5 or so, and by the way these kids basically know all the advantages and disadvantages and quirks of all the instruments there are cuz they've been raised by us, the RMF.

And if you're not convinced by now that I have a fantasy-prone personality, then take this into account: that thing I just wrote never happened. Those conversations were all made up, and all of it was made up within the last hour or two.

(end of portion of entry that I'm posting now)

There's more details about what happens to each person I knew in high school as the entry continues in the blue notebook, but since Enilas takes place in a fantasy-based world, and most of the couples are different now, it's really not valid anymore. I may post it later though if people are interested.