Houseguest

Hello from the Manxiland Ranch.

I have a houseguest.

Don't be mad, red.

Before I say who it is, let me give a quick plug for the comic I'm writing for: NPC, which stands for, um, Nuggets Partially Chicken, I think. (Ok, ok, it's Non-Playable Characters... sheesh.)

Now that I have a houseguest, as a writer, I am seeing all sorts of possiblities. For example, at least once a week something will happen and here's just a preview of this season:

1) Someone gets amnesia for half an hour, and there is a wacky occurrance that causes the anmesia to reverse somehow.

2) The guest and someone of this household will get locked inside a closet or something for half an hour, and in that time try to kill each other. In the end, though, they really will love each other but things will be business as usual foreverafter. No one will ever suspect what happened.

3) Some zany adventure that involves animals. Lots of pets running around the house. It will go on for about half an hour until the misunderstanding is resolved.

4) Someone will get themselves set on fire. It will be the peak of an episode in which we all sit around talking about the shit that's happened over the past year. For half an hour.

It's Diana.

*gasp*

Well, look, folks, I've been blessed. Why not share?

*GASP*

Calm down. Linda and I had a talk. If she wants to be jealous of Di then go ahead. BUT she's also embarassed to be seen with me, refuses to let me mix with her friends, shies away from everything that involves us being seen together in public. She can't be simultaneously jealous of Diana and embarassed by me. I wouldn't ever have a girlfriend like that.

So there.

Oh, and, Kumquats.