The New Monday has arrived. I am still in possesion of my soul, but it's not been without a fight. The New Monday has tried it 's damndest to take me down. But I will not be so easily slain. I will not fall prey to the existential insanity which is the The New Monday.

His/Her power comes from the thoughts that are stuck on the edges of our minds. You know the ones. The ones like........

"If I think about this song, I can't get it out of my head."

"What? Am I talking to myself? Yes I are. Isn't I?"

"I like the way the other soap I used to use smelled."

"so much for the movies."

"I don't really want to be here but I don't really think I think I care either."


Like I said, it's not without effort on The New Monday's part, it's just that I am standing tall.