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[03 Aug 2003|12:45am] |
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You know, there really is nothing to do here.
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[17 Mar 2003|11:22pm] |
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Ha. I've got alcohol. Party at my place.
Just don't mention it to my mom.
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[04 Mar 2003|10:05am] |
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So this kid got into dad's old storm stuff. Shit.
Does this mean I have to go get my mop and bucket again?
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[26 Feb 2003|10:34pm] |
Mun-person watched Excalibur tonight, and feels the need to molest papa_denethor. Any objections?
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[23 Feb 2003|01:18am] |
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*gives sunflower seeds to Salmar*
*dances*
I think tomorrow, I'll go to the mainland and do something constructive. Quit laughing. I see that. Anybody need help from a incredibly sexy water maia?
No, really. I'm serious. Quit laughing.
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[17 Feb 2003|11:31pm] |
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*sends rain to the mainland*
There. Now I can lie out on the beach and work on my tan.
*sips fruity drink with a little paper umbrella*
Ahhh.
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[17 Feb 2003|12:23am] |
So, apparently my furry maia hamster friend can turn into an elf.
You know, when I ask if you do any tricks... that's probably a good time to bring up the fact that you can change forms and stuff. Cause that's definately a trick.
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[14 Feb 2003|08:41pm] |
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I have a little maia hamster. Rock on!
Do they sell sunflower seeds on the mainland? I've never checked.
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[14 Feb 2003|07:12pm] |
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Somebody be my Irmotine?
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[03 Feb 2003|08:49pm] |
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*pops glowstick*
*stares at glowstick*
....
*throws glowstick out the window*
*causes a thunderstorm over some remote island*
sigh...
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[03 Feb 2003|12:55am] |
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You know, when Ulmo finally gets tired of me being one of his maiar, I think I'm going to take up pole dancing for a living. Just think of all the sex booze drugs money I can get!
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[01 Feb 2003|01:26am] |
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I've got new icons, courtesy of my mun. They're yummy.
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[29 Jan 2003|07:32pm] |
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Where the hell are my shoes? |
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Going out to party. Who's with me?
[New mun. Love me.]
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[15 Jan 2003|12:32am] |
I DO NOT EXIST!
MY PARENTS ARE NOT MY PARENTS!
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[08 Sep 2002|10:25pm] |
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Hey kids. Do you feel left out, misunderstood? Do your parents nag you about things that seem pointless? Do you want a place where you belong?
Consider joining a gang. Your posse will always be there for you, folks. And you get to have all sorts of fun your parents would never do with you. Booze, drugs, weapons... Gangs are wonderful places to find them. And you can even make a little money on the side, by selling them.
And there's status, folks. People respect you. People are AFRAID to piss you off. Because you'll always have your posse to back you up.
Remember kids. Gangs are for everyone. Join one today!
For more information, contact my offices in Edoras, Barad Dur, Minas Tirith, Dol Amroth and Bree.
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[03 Jun 2002|03:16pm] |
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Freaky Flow again |
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Where have I been, you ask?
Well, that's a funny story, actually.
See, I was at a rave when Professor T dedided to torch his first drafts. And, like, I burst into flame. Everyone around me was high distracted, so nobody really did anything. Luckily, I guess, my water-thingly nature combined with the speed er, stopped me from combusting or whatever.
So it was all good. All my friends who were on extasy dancing with me thought it was pretty cool, actually.
I hear dad's awake. Maybe I shouldn't go home this time. He'll probably go into a coma again or some shit.
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[13 May 2002|02:38pm] |
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Splash splash splash! Storms rule.
See Númenor? See Númenor flood? Flood, Númenor, flood!
Hahahahahhahahaha who needs a life when you can do this?
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