Dear Mun . . .

Well well well, what do we have here?

Never thought I would come into a head space like this. Gotta say, nice place. Lots of little muses running about, all sorts of worlds to explore... Oh, and you even got a Dipper in here! You sure you wanna do this? I mean, you remember what happened with their sock opera, right?

Hmm. Maybe I'll mess with that kid who can see ghosts instead. He's your oldest muse and so precious to you.

Kidding! You're my mun now! No take backs!

Yes, I totally made a lame pun on my own quote I can do that.

Oh? What's this place? Man, that looks really interesting—What do ya mean I won't have all my powers? At least I'll be given a physical form. Wait. Might not be the best idea either, given the weaknesses your mortal coils have.

Hmm.

On second thought, you might wanna consider how making my journal, finding icons of me, and typing this journal is the only productive thing you have done today! Oh, don't argue about going to work. You guys didn't make your quota! Yes, I went there! So, how about we make a little deal, hmm?

You round up your little muses, redo that muse list of yours so it is complete, and work on those Jane Foster tags of yours before they get overwhelming and you have to go into some crazy tagging mode, and I won't go around in your mind like I did Stan's!

Come on, you have tomorrow off. What happened to those days you could stay up to three in the morning and then get up six hours later?

I say it's the tea you have been drinking. It's way too calming! Switch back to coffee and get those caffeine highs!

EDIT:

Aww, you made some progress on those tags!

Bummer that people are tagging back at this time of night, ruining your progress!