I’m so sorry, Dad.
For all those reading this post: this blog no longer exists, as far as you are concerned. It will no longer update. There will be no responses to any questions.
Do not try to track us down. Do not try to e-mail, post, or comment. Your contacts have been deleted, and any messages you try to send will be too.
You have been warned.
Oh, my head. Wait, where am I?
Who are you?
Oh no… You really don’t… It’s never been this bad before…
Please, don’t you remember? I’m your daughter, Theremin.
END OF ACT 1
Well, the aliens have been at it again. Overnight, my house went from this:
My living space literally just doubled. It’s all set up, too – just look at Theremin’s new room!
Maybe, just maybe, these aliens will help me.
They grow up so fast…
I feel so guilty. T really should be starting school. As this day approached, though, I’ve been paying more and more attention to the headlines. There’s just too many ones about alien children being attacked at their schools.
I’ll homeschool her. It’s the only safe option. I don’t know where I’ll find the time, but I’ve got to do it.
Honestly, I’ve been thinking of a career change. I’ll have to properly rent this place instead of just having it through my job, but it’ll be worth it if I can follow my dreams and give T the father she deserves.
I’m still thinking about it, but likely I will go back to school and become a veterinarian! Getting Thermidor reminded me how much I love animals and taking care of them, and how much I wanted to be a vet when I was young. It’s never too late to follow your dreams.
The house is going to be small for the three of us, but we’ll manage. It’s what we do.
Yep, I’m a sucker.
Meet Thermidor. He’s an Egyptian Mau kitten I got from a breeder.
T is, as usual, delighted.
More news: I got another check in the mail. Guess what I did with it?
Yep: toddler stuff. And kitten stuff.
Well, the day has finally come.
Theremin is up on her feet.
It’s the most amazing thing! Her suit grew to fit her, then shrunk into a diaper! You cannot believe how I want to study this.
I got a little toy car in the mail with no return address. T loves it.
The one thing she seems fascinated with, though, is the idea of a cat. She points out kitties in picture books all of the time. I can’t take her out and show her real ones, because who knows what people would do to her, but maybe I could bring one home?
Yeah. I’m a sucker. But by next post, we’ll probably have a kitten.
Well, the check cleared. Why am I surprised?
Here’s a picture of what I did with the money:
Yes, that’s right: new kitchen. No longer shall I be persistently haunted by the fear of a gas leak! I should have done this ages ago!
T’s doing great. The way she smiles at me almost makes me forget how much she cries.
I’ve been studying her bassinet in my free time – do you know, it actually hovers just above the ground? It doesn’t touch the carpet! It’s as solid as a rock if I bump against it, but if I want to move it I just push it along and it glides!
I’m not going to get to enjoy this discovery for long, though. T’s getting bigger and bigger, and soon she’ll be up on her feet at last!
…I get the feeling that I’m going to be missing these days soon.
Oh, thank the Watcher!
Someone responded to my post on the forum! Thank you, comments!
In other news – I got a huge check in the mail the other day. It’s signed in the same weird language that’s on T’s birth certificate, so I’m pretty sure it’s from the aliens…. I’m never going to get used to saying that. I mean, I knew aliens existed, I just never thought I’d see them. Interact with them. GIve birth to one.
So, what do you guys think? Should I take a risk and cash it? I could use the money. I mean, I make a decent living, but I essentially live in a box and my kitchen smells like the ghost of a thousand dead grilled cheeses.
Oh, gotta go. T’s woken up.
So, again, I wound up hacking security cameras. This time it was at the hospital.
Please tell me that you’re seeing what I’m seeing. Please tell me I’m not crazy.
Edit: This is a photo from home this morning.
The birth certificate is written half in gibberish, but the bits I can read say that it’s a female named Theremin. Did I give her that name? It sounds like something I would have done…
What am I gonna do?
Please, if you have any ideas, any links, anything…
I hate to say this, but internet commenters, you are my only hope.
Work has been going okay lately…
…apart from this.
Yeah. I’ve been really packing on the pounds lately, but something tells me it’s a little more than that. Namely, the fact that I’ve been scheduled for a surgery in about a week.
Edit: Here’s a more recent photo. Does anyone have any idea what all this is?