Internets, Lovely Internets. And Claudia Is Here

I'm back! I couldn't post yesterday or the day before, because my grandparents don't have Wi-Fi. But I had fun visiting them, and my aunt was awesome, as always.

"I doubt anyone noticed you were gone. Also, I've noticed some grammatical errors in your post title."

And this is Claudia, my inner editor of life.

"And ‘Newfallen’ isn't a word. It's either ‘New-Fallen’ or ‘New Fallen,’ but it can't be ‘Newfallen.’"

She can be a little harsh sometimes.

"Sometimes? I'm harsh all the time, sister. Also, you should really go do that homework day you've been putting off."

You sound like my mom, Claudia.

"I'm not your mother, but I can act just like her if I need to."

Please don't.

"I really don't deserve this. I could have been inner editor to J.K. Rowling, but I got stuck with you."

If you had been J.K. Rowling's inner editor, the Harry Potter books would have been a lot worse.

"I sense gloom here. Why don't you try and smile once and a while?"

I am smiling. You just can't see it, because you're in my head and can't see my mouth. Oh yeah, I'm smiling really big. I feel like the bottom half of my head is about to fall off!

"Watch that sarcasm, Omnia."

If I tried to keep my sarcasm in check, I'd have nothing to write those books you love trashing with.

"Of course, dear. Now why don't you end this post before you alienate your friends? It's getting a bit long and argumentative."

Whatever.