Happy Holidays from the Archive Staff
Saturday, December 5th, 2009
As some of you may well know, Myke Amend has not been seen or spotted around the archives for quite some time now, nor has Bethalynne Bajema.
Completely and utterly coincidentally, most of the staff at the Miskatonic Archives became remarkably busy at precisely the same time, which though it has us pondering a few possible and potentially alarming things about our existence on a completely not made-up individual basis, and is not all too unusual.
Since we have not yet found any replacement interns, having nothing to do with any sort of demise of or ill happenings too the last replacement interns, there really has not been a whole lot of anything happening around here… in fact, it has been eerily calm.
Myke Amend is apparently working on two very important paintings for some very important people, and the who/when/why/how are all so remarkably veiled in secrecy that the most we can say is that they are likely made with some sort of brush or something.
Bethalynne Bajema is working away in the pre-press stages of her Tarot, getting ready for the first run of prototypes, and we all just hope that existence is left in somewhat of an orderly fashion when she is done with all of her image weaving and book scrawling.
Dunwich Horror.. well, he is lurking around here somewhere, regretfully, probably… dunwiching something. We can’t seem to get rid of him permanently and he screams and cries to his father whenever we so much as try to convince him to live elsewhere.
The Mi-gos are thoroughly and outright banned from this facility, for their failure to accept just how important our brains are to everyday operations.
Mint T. Zloty is still somewhat rather dead, but otherwise doing fine all things considering. We feel he is nearing a breakthrough towards acceptance of his state, and that he will be much more pleasant to deal with once we can convince him that he no longer needs to use the men’s washroom for extended periods of time.
I am remarkably busy myself these days, doing incredibly important work on incredibly important things, which to people without my grasp on applied metaphysics, would appear to be utterly and astoundingly boring.
We hope that things will pick back up after the holiday season, as the pending season is keeping us incredibly occupied at the moment.
We wish you all the merriest of holidays, except for those of you who do not want them, and even extend those wishes towards those whose practices we don’t quite understand or approve of.
Merry Cthulhumas, each and every one of you.
