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Poetry - 23.01.05 Writing - 10.12.05      Older  � From the Heart  � Clairvoyant Elegy  � For the Ghosts of Our Time      Newer  � The Art of Cooking With Turnips  � Radical Dreamer  � Mystery in Red  � Cerulean Dust  � Emerald     nuTang  � Lauren  � ECHO  � Kevin  � Stephanie  � Syd  � Ciara  � Quint  � Rick  � Grace  � Jamie  � Maryann  � Bianca  � Teresa  � Tiffany  � EM.com  � Newgrounds  � Get your own Banana Guard today!  � Quizilla! (Ask if you want a link to mine.)  � Virtual Turntable  � Maddox  � Kefallaville  � Mr. Quach Welcome to Not Getting Run Over By A Forklift 101. For our first lesson we'll... ack! No. NO! What a terrible way to start the class! But aren't solar-powered vampires a bit impractical? Did you know I have somewhere around one hundred forty entires? The primary function of the United States Coast Guard (besides protecting the borders and patroling national waters) is to travel back in time and battle pirates! If wishes were squids, then beggars would write. With the ink, you see. The ink of SO MANY SQUIDS. "It doesn't get any more serious than a Rhinocerus about to charge your ass." Subscribe to this to blog if you would like to be emailed whenever it is updated. | ..:You're In Ruins:.. Thursday 3.11.04 09:15 am I really don't want to do my homework right now... But I really need to since I fear being kicked off track worse than death and also because I can't really impress someone with a 4.0 with... well, something so far away from a 4.0... Damn this math and French homework! I want to go to sleep. Too many people are asking me questions about Rosie these days... It's not that I don't want to answer your questions (well, maybe it is), but I can't answer stuff like Julie was asking because I don't really know myself. By the way, Nelson, no - she doesn't like me. She shows no interest in me whatsoever. How in the hell is that liking me?! I wonder about you sometimes... I mean, after asking her myself and getting shot down (multiple times), I can be pretty certain she doesn't. [for all of you wondering, this isn't about Rosie, it's... someone I met this year] I'm a shadow of my formerly pseudo-intellectual self, don't you think? I mean, at least before I put on the act of being smart, now I'm just kinda letting my shell flit away in the wind. Later, DS,
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