When I was four I was accidentally fused with a fourth-dimensional alien named Zyx, who communicates by using my fingers to type. (The lines with no caps or punctuation are Zyx's.) This is my month-long countdown to The Procedure to separate us again.
The whole story is here now, so it's posted in order from oldest to newest to keep the big finish from being right here on page one. If you've been reading all along click here for Bea's recording of the ZeroMoment, and here for the last post of all.