GReeTiNGS!! THiS iS THe BeyoNDeR!!!

The Beyonder is feeling right as rain! Whatever weird sleepness desease that has been availing him, he has gotten used to. He's as wide awake as he's ever been.

On a side note, the Beyonder has been hanging out with the Michael a lot lately. It all started when he realized that Georgia was talking to the television when it wasn't even on and thinking that the Beyonder was saying things that were not what he was actually saying. He became concerned and immediately paged Grace to set up a luncheon appointment with the Michael so they could talk. They met at the Olive Garden.

The Michael: So, B, what's up? Gracie said you had something important to talk to me about.
The Beyonder: Yes, Michael... I do. Have you... noticed that... Georgia... she hasn't really been the same since Matunuck exploded?
M: She's been a little bothered, I think but... she hasn't really been different exactly.
B: Yeah.... The other day I went over to her house and she was yelling at the television. And then television wasn't even on. And then she started yelling at me about pirating music off of the internet, which she ALSO wasn't doing.
M: Well, that is kind of weird, but I mean... it's probably nothing.
B: And I'm not saying it is anything, but... well all I'm saying is that maybe you should kind of keep an eye on things. Inconsequently, can I borrow some of your clothes? I'm doing some studying on human physiology, and I need to create a replica of an average sized human male. ( A TOTAL LIE, He just wanted to wear them because it occured to him that he'd been naked forever.)
M: Yeah ok. Listen, B, I have to go to work.
B: Sure, hey thanks for coming out.
M: No problem.

And then they went their seperate ways... until today. A paper cup with a string appeared.

The Beyonder: Yyyyyyyello?
Grace: Dexter, Georgia's husband is on cord 1.
B: They're married?
G: Well... not yet.
B: Oh... Well, put him on.
G: Sure.
B: Yyyyyyyello?
The Michael: B? It's Mike.
B: Of course it is. I foresaw that you'd be calling me. (A TOTAL LIE!!!)
M: Really? You... you can do that?
B: Oh yeah, dude, I do it all the time.
M: Wow, that must be really cool.
B: Eh... it's alright. I mean, it is awesome, but you, know... it has it's days.
M: Yeah, well listen, it's about Georgia.
B: Ah, did you notice something?
M: Yeah, I know what you mean. Yesterday, she showed me that she had a pile of some of my clothes - I don't know how she got them - but they were all torn up. And there's this weird scarf that she keeps saying is mine. THAT I can explain. I bought the scarf for her for the September Ball, but I didn't tell her about it, I just snuck it into her room. I was going to pull it out of nowhere and surprise her with it at the last second.
B: Weird. But yeah, so you see what I'm saying though about her being kind of tapped?
M: Yeah... but what can we do?
B: I don't... OH!!! I'll go to the September Ball and we'll just kind of scope things out, and if she starts being weird, we can pull her aside and talk to her about it. Maybe we can get to the bottom of this whole torn up clothes thing, too!

And so that's the plan so far.

Peace Out!!