|Tabby and her new friends must brave a dystopian new world - without the Sodality to help them!|
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Nebulous-- All Elf'd UpI don't know where to start today.
I don't even know if I can bring myself to continue with this blog-- this entry, or ever again.
My life is over-- or at least crap, at least for the moment.
This sucks. I just want to cry. Who am I kidding? I am crying.
Amanda is sitting on the other bed smirking at me. She hasn't stopped smirking since she saw the new me. She took one look at me and declared that she would not be calling 1-800-HELPERS to join me as an elf for the semester. Bitch.
I can't blame her though. When they first pulled me out of the modification tank, I was disoriented. The room spun around me, and everything seemed so big. After a few seconds, maybe a minute, the room quit spinning, but everything, everybody (i.e. the nurse and the tech standing over me) was huge. Then it hit me-- it should have been obvious really. They weren't huge. I was small!
The tech dried the residual goo from the modification tank off of me, slipped me into a robe, and helped me into