New Gypton

With the ongoing damage to Earth's infrastructure during the attack by the Yellow Power Ring wielders, I know many of you can't read this at all, and most of the rest of you are too busy to read this.  I find that writing this blog helps me focus my thoughts, and let me look over what has happened, and what needs to be done, so, even if most of you can't read this, I'm still going to write it, for my own sake.  I was kinda hinting with my last entry that we were going to go off on a mission that I couldn't tell you guys about.  Well, that has happened now, so I can talk about it.  We went to New Krypton to try and rescue Superman and to try and  find something to help us against the YPRBJ (thats Yellow Power Ring Battery Jerks, for those of you who can't read my mind) and maybe against the continuing threat of Oblivion.  And while I can't tell you exactly what it is, we got something. Its a weapon of incredible power, that will simply blow Sinestro and the other YPRBJ away, should they come here in force.  That is really all I can say about that.  Our other goal, to rescue Superman, didn't go so hot.  See, he really doesn't need physical rescuing.  He's been brainwashed into believing that sitting on that planet and rotting while the rest of the universe goes up in flames is the right thing.  They've given him a family to take care of, and twisted every he's ever believed to make sure he stays were he is.  I don't know if we helped him or not.  Being the snot nosed rug rats we are, we tried some rather crude methods at first.  But then, I think we struck on a plan that, while it didn't work outright, did, I hope, plant a seed in his mind that will start to make him doubt everything he's been brainwashed into believing is the truth.  I think that is the best we could do.  Lastly, while we were there, we met Lobo.  Now, I'm a college girl, and I'm hot, and I like to dress, sometimes, in very little clothing.  I don't generally care if people look.  I can hold my own and then some.  I've never been freaked out by people just looking, and if I think they are getting creepy, I can usually stare them down.  Lobo is the first guy to make me feel creepy about being in very little clothes.  So, thanks Lobo, I'm going to kick your ass for that another time.  Hang in there, people.  Keep the fight going.  No fear!