Sep. 2nd, 2003

I was thinking a lot last night and I decided there's nothing I can do about giant mutant-hunting death ray robots, even if I still say it's right out of a really bad sci-fi movie. Probably the teachers are doing stuff about it that I'm not allowed to know about, and that's okay even if it sucks, which it does.

So I'm going to make giant pancakes with Paige, because it's fun to see how big you can get them before they fall apart, and if it's okay for Rogue to have visitors and she wants them, she can have some, and either way anybody who's hungry can have some too.

And then I'm going to look for all the sane non-mutant-hating regular people who have to be out there, because a world where the first response is "build giant killer robots" is too stupid to be the world that I actually live in. I don't know what I'm going to do when I find them, but they have to be out there.

(I'm going to look on the Internet, because running off to collect sane people would be really dumb. And I have a completely different AIM name and e-mail address from the one at the school that I'm going to use, and I'm not telling anybody I'm a mutant or my real name, I'm being careful.)

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