Coolant

Woke up freezing cold when it was 80 in the house. Closed the door before sleeping, but it was wide open this morning. Alarm was set last night, wasn't on this morning. Maybe I dreamed that I set it. Weirder things have happened.

No movement next door. Tail-end of the week. I'm not surprised. Probably gonna be more people over on Saturday, checking out the house. My neighbor was a nice guy, kind of quiet. He was from Germany or Austria, had a real heavy accent. Stopped over on his first day in the neighborhood just to say hello. Used to see him in his backyard puttering around in the garden.

Cripes, I miss that old guy. He'd probably get a kick out of the story of It. He liked horror movies and scary stories.

Neighbor

House next door's up for sale, and it's had a couple people picking up info sheets the past few days. Mostly old people, childless couples, the usual.

Saw a guy in a business suit over there looking at things earlier. Kind of freaked me out for a minute, until he turned his head and I saw a nose and eyes. Wasn't It, thank God.

Heh. Look at me, jumping at shadows. Lame, right?

Client

Studying for a comp sci test tomorrow, reading about how the Net works. Made me wonder. Maybe It works the same way, jumping from person to person. Kind of like how information goes from a server to a client. (Yeah, sorry for the nerd moment.)

My father, in all his infinite wisdom, decided that both of us absolutely HAD to have a webcam. So now there's one hanging off of the top of my laptop here. Kind of annoying, to be honest. Makes it hard to pick this thing up and use it while watching TV. Well. I'm not going to look a gift camera in the lens.

Still having weird dreams and muscle cramps. Gonna try sleeping with the door shut tonight, see if that helps any.

Cotillion

Weird dreams last night, but chalk that up to staying up too late and sleeping too hard. Foot cramps at 3 a.m. don't help matters any. Woke up at 8:15 to the smell of fried eggs in the kitchen. (Thank God for gourmet parents and fresh groceries.)

Shaun, you probably don't read this blog, but welcome back. You had a bunch of people worried when It got in your head. At least you're you again. Thank goodness for that.

Been reading more about It now. Not a lot; I'm not that stupid. But a few entries here and there can't hurt. (No HYBRID or Tribes, though. It's scary enough just reading about It. Seeing It on video would be a completely different kind of creepy.)

Stupid dog's barking at the front yard again. Looks like the UPS guy's here with my package. Talk to you later.

Mulberry

Damn. Of all the things to see after a day in college classes, it's that.

The thing got Shaun from Testing 1, 2, 3. He's acting all weird and loopy. Sage dubbed him a "Victim" and an "Agent", so I guess that It's in his brain now. Poor guy. Never even met him, but he seemed like an okay guy.

I'm sorry, Sage. Jay.

Auburn

Been reading ZS and Sage's blogs recently. Don't ask me why I chose to follow this particular rabbit hole; any answer I come up with's just going to sound like excuses for dumb curiosity. But here's what I wonder: the masks.

"Agents" (the term Sage uses; "Masky" is the one who pops up in MH) always seem to wear masks . Are they trying to look more like the Tall Man? Or is it a coping mechanism, a way to distance what's left of their psyche from Its influence? Not a psychology major, so I don't know. Should probably pop by and ask Sage. ...Heh. Yeah, that'll go over well. "Hey Mr. Sage, can you explain this theory to a random stranger?"

At least ZS is okay. That last post had me worried that he'd been turned into an "Agent" like that Conaghan guy he wrote about. Now that would be a downer. From hero to pawn in one easy step.

I've rambled enough. Life goes on outside of Wonderland, and comp sci waits for no man.

Cherry

My name is Amelia Clark. I've started this journal as a way of keeping track of things in my life. There's been some big changes in it, so this is the best way I can think of to understand how things are going to be from here on out.

Stay tuned, gentle readers. It's going to be one heck of a ride together. Here's to this year being the best one ever, and may we never get bored!