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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. | ..:Big and Blue and Round:.. Thursday 7.22.04 9:37 am Damned rollbacks. Yesterday, I went bowling. I originally went by myself, but I decided to call Justin, Chris, Allen, Christina, Rachel, Jenny, and Michelle to come play with me. We prepaid for a game, then Justin started whining about not having socks (since he had just come from swim coaching) but I eventually convinced him to just wear the bowling shoes without socks. *cringes* I realized we were all horrible bowlers after our first game. I got the high of 66 points in the first and the overall high of 73. At least I finally found a sport that I suck at. I have a feeling I'm going to be going bowling a lot more often since my mom heard of our follies, though. She and her father were second in the state at one point. It was the most fun I've had in... days. Anyway, have any of you ever just completely frozen talking to someone you like? Well, I don't mean talking... I mean freezing before you have anything to talk about. It's sort of like this: you think of tons of thinks to say but they're all rejected as stupid or too unintelligent to say to whoever it is. I mean, I was sitting with someone and it was all I could do to say three, possibly four, things to her the entire time. It's weird, though, when I'm with her I feel indulged just to be in her presence... Well, I don't really know how to say what I feel at the moment, so I think I'll go figure out why yesterday's entry (which probably said what I'm strugling with eloquently) was deleted. Later, DS
9 Comments. Ha. That's pretty good... like i said last night before the system died
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