Tuesday, January 17, 2012


I feel it's necessary to warn you that I don't know when I'll be back to blogging. It's a blizzard outside, and a giant underground fortress is rather hard to heat. So it's way too cold for typing. Sorry about that.

However, if the weather report is accurate (it probably isn't) then I should be back to blogging within a few days. Once I'm finished lazing around and drinking hot chocolate.

January 17th- A few tales of my amazingness.

First off, I'm pretty sure amazingness isn't a word. Whatever.

I actually succeeded in defeating Captain Hero in combat! See, he was charging at me, and I held up this huge mirror, and he got so distracted by checking his hair I managed to escape. So there was no actual combat, but still, I count it as a win.

After he was distracted trying to find me, I managed to finish my business, which was getting some gum from a twenty-five cent machine.

Later, I succeeded in another epic triumph, and that was disposing of all my intern's opera CDs. I have never been happier to smash something other than Captain Hero's nose. Ah, it was fun.

Of course, I'm sure he'll go out and buy a bunch of new ones. But still, a few days worth of peace.

Thursday, January 12, 2012


Hmm. Apparently I now have the name Qaoteriity on blogland. Interesting.

January 12th- A short rant

Is there a single decent book on the face of the Earth?

I am sick of searching for teenage fantasy novels that aren't all about paranormal romance! When will these authors realize that repetitive plots and stupid good-looking male vampire/fallen angel/demonic characters do not make a good story?


Okay, I'm done now. Really, I am.

Ahem, so, back to the daily update of my evil doings.

Captain Hero beat me up again.

And shoved my head through another window. Ow.

Monday, January 9, 2012

January 9th- Minor crimes

It's interesting... After my disastrous and catastrophic Christmas, I found myself without a world changing plan. Unfortunately, that hasn't changed. I still pull of minor crimes though, to entertain myself, like the one a couple days ago.

There is an organization called the SCA. I don't recall what it stands for, but it's pretty much a bunch of people who like to dress up in medieval clothes, crown a king every few months, sell medieval swords and such, and take on the mannerisms of people who died a long time ago.

Now, they have a celebration on Twelfth Night, and this year, it was held at the same fancy place I was planning on robbing.

So, using my insanely skilled methods of disguise, I crammed myself into an uncomfortable dress, hitched on a dagger and a beaded hair ornament, and attended.

It was highly amusing, I must tell you, to be with all these people who bowed and acted extraordinarily courteously and didn't even know I was planning on pulling off a major theft.

At least, until I tried pulling off the major theft, fell off a chandelier, and landed in the middle of a bunch of people holding swords.

Not fun.

Luckily there was a window near by, so I ran at that and fell through. I totally forgot that I was on the second floor.

Lucky that tree was there.

Now I'm scratched up and bruised.

And to top it off, the intern is playing opera.

Friday, January 6, 2012

January 6th- Milestone!

I officially have a blog minion! Hahaha!

Ahem. Thank you, random blog minion.


That's pretty much it.

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Ode to Spot

I am, I admit, a Star Trek fan. And I just couldn't help sticking this piece, from Commander Data, up.

Felis catus is your taxonomic nomenclature,
An endothermic quadruped, carnivorous by nature;
Your visual, olfactory, and auditory senses
Contribute to your hunting skills and natural defenses. I find myself intrigued by your subvocal oscillations,
A singular development of cat communications
That obviates your basic hedonistic predilection
For a rhythmic stroking of your fur to demonstrate affection.
A tail is quite essential for your acrobatic talents;
You would not be so agile if you lacked its counterbalance.
And when not being utilized to aid in locomotion,
It often serves to illustrate the state of your emotion.
O Spot, the complex levels of behavior you display
Connote a fairly well-developed cognitive array.
And though you are not sentient, Spot, and do not comprehend,
I nonetheless consider you a true and valued friend.

January 4th- New Years

There have, as evident by my last post, been a few goings on on the last month. I figured I would cover pretty much everything happened so far.

First, I'd like to wish you all a Happy New Year. The world is supposed to end this year, apparently. I'm not holding my breath.

Second, a few personal updates. Captain Hero and me still constantly engage in nemesis battles. Nothing's changed there. What was that quote from Megamind (not that I actually WATCH animated kids movies except... okay fine, I kind of do. Sometimes. A little.), 'he would win some, I would almost win others.'

Thirdly, everyone's favorite opera loving intern is back, more nerdy than ever. Joy.

Fourthly, I stubbed my toe. Ow.

And that would be it. Still working on my next take-over-the-world level plan.