Platypodes and Anime Vampires

Yeah, that's basically what I dreamed about last night. At the beginning I was at some sort of jungle-themed summer camp, and for some reason I brought my fat, fluffy, orange pet platypus. But—oh noes!—pet platypus was injured in some way that was never really clear to me! Maybe it was her foot or something…?

So I took her home (which didn't, in any way, resemble my actual house) and put her in my room, and then I went and sat on the stairs while my younger sister (???) was watching TV. Apparently, she was watching an anime about weird vampire romance. At first I thought it took place in some sort of dystopian future world, but no, the vampires lived in Missouri. Lovely.

And then my mom woke me up and my cat jumped onto my bed. Good morning.

Memorial Day

I'd post a bit about it being Memorial Day and all, but my mind still hasn't gotten past "Bluh…hot…wahhh…"

I got some ice cream a few minutes ago. In my mind, I fantasized about it looking something like this:

I kinda stole the picture from Google Images…

What a lovely fata morgana. It ended up looking like this:

Sorry I ate most of it on the way upstairs. Also: Yes, I'm eating ice cream out of a mug, and yes, I often use books as tiny little tables when I'm sitting on my bed. 

If I could think of anything else to say, I'd say it, but…bluh…hot…

Uh, happy Memorial Day! What a miserable excuse for a post. Here is my favorite awesome thing for today. If you want an awesome thing vaguely related to this post, then here and here. *drools*

(My ice cream is gone now. I am sad.)

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.

Hi! It's nice to meet you.

Hi there! I'm Omnia. Well, that's what they call me. Actually, nobody calls me that. But now maybe they will. And this is going to be my blog. How interesting. Anyway, the purpose of this blog (if there is one) is for me to catalogue my dreams. Not my daydreams, my night-dreams. And believe me, there are some weird ones. Also, I might rant a bit about things. I got the name "Newfallen Mystery" from a random generator, so don't even ask what it means.

I said don't.

You're thinking about asking, aren't you? Aren't you?


DUDE, THIS WAS YOUR FIRST POST? PRETTY WEAK, OMNIA. PUR-RITTY WEAK.