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| Topic: The Diary of a Pair of Ragged Claws | |
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 i loved the write but i think your raccoon don't like me
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Edited by
ZPicante
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Fri 05/23/08 10:45 AM
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I think you mean "...doesn't like me," but you're right! You're very right about that, thanks!
 (Real' creative name you got there, by the way! Binary code? Matrix background? Wow!) ____________________________________________________ Friday, May 23, 2008 Mine most enigmatic life-recorder, Hi. How've you been? Good? Great! Ohhh--ahehe--it seems mine mind travails once again to grasp reality: The reality that you, mine most enigmatic life-recorder, haven't a mind at all, nor vocal cords, nor any devices with which to respond in conversation! When wilt mine mind grasp this? The world will never know! Ah, these claws grasp for words. Yet another day dry of notable events begins. I shall, in part, remedy this. I have very little further to add! --Ruth Hallowbottom |
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Saturday, May 24, 2008
Me Dear diary, Aye...it amazes me, even as now here I sit, that oi've been able to keep up with ye on a daily basis--even in the finest brevity, as such. How be ye? Good? Ah, the saints preserve us! Farewell! --Katy O'Brien |
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Sunday, May 25, 2008
Mine sweetest tome! The most magnificent discovery has come about today! I found, as I went into the church auditorium where drinks are prohibited, that a Grande Vanilla Latte fits PERFECTLY within my purse! Amazing, huh? HEHE! --Zoe Widdlethorn |
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Edited by
ZPicante
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Tue 05/27/08 10:08 AM
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Monday, May 26, 2008 - Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Greetings My Most Munificent Object! I feel perfectly confused at the impasse now reached in my life! What is there to do, when no one around has any advice to extend, no direction or sign to offer, and one must make a difficult choice alone? The difficulty is near' insurmountable! Today...I will hopefully transform into a Pegasus! This would benefit me greatly, what with the rising gas prices and the difficulty and danger in land travel! Hearken onto me, that which transforms one into mythical beasts! Lo, I will not for long stay me! O, higglety! O, piggelty! Who deigns to read these lengthy ramblings of a mad person beset with confusion?!? Only ones equally bereft of normalcy, I declare! For sooth! What will become of me? O, lament, when will my days, at last, be undone by death! O, Pegasus! O, the most lofty Pegasus! Ah, the deepest relief has regained its hold onto me! For I do not have to attend work today, a retreat that does not amount to a retreat at all, but a place of toil, for most! And yet, before me hulks the most difficult choice--my heart, it is sieged by angst! And I feel the battlements of my being crumbling in clouds of dust, settling slowly beneath the feet of armored men, who move furiously forward in the charge to undo my being, and overtake my will! 'Kaybye, LOL, JK! --Saundra Legacy |
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Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Mine Diary, Hello! Mine day is awful! --Maria McTribble |
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hi, i started a longer work, it will be later, but i might email you, and ask you to help me edit it(maybe). i fear, i might treat a novel, like poetry, and make too many errors, and i think you have a great talent for editing
jimmy |
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Edited by
ZPicante
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Wed 05/28/08 02:51 PM
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Sure, jimz! Send me a message (through the mail), if it pleases you for me to have a look!
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good job,...
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Thank you.
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Edited by
ZPicante
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Tue 06/10/08 04:14 PM
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"Where is the horse and the rider?
Where is the horn that was blowing? They have passed like rain on the mountains. Like wind in the meadow. The days have gone down in the West, Behind the hills into shadow." --J.R.R. Tolkien!! |
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Could'nt find the sardine emotioncon for the beautiful raccoon... |
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Edited by
ZPicante
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Thu 06/12/08 11:34 AM
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Yeet! *Smiles a tooth-filled smile*
_________________________________________ Thursday, June 12, 2008 What has elapsed took me not by surprise, for here, at this lowly hour, dost I sit once again, alone and waiting! Oh, the turmoil of mine heart doth quicken! Doth gained speed into the descent toward impossibly deeper angst! I wish only to remain in mine solitude, but without the fear of it ever being broken. I prefer solitude; always hast, always wilt. And yet the things I seek have a will to draw me away from the chasm of my own mind, an act to cause great trepidation, as the removal of a weapon anguishes a solider beset at war! Perhaps, as the ones who flee war and conflict and pain, I shouldst seeketh nothing at all but my own comfort, for the very quest for more creates the ability to fall; and I have fallen enough! Ye, mine thoughts yet tarry here! I should not linger in this selfishness, but I have suffered many a quagmire, indeed! These thoughts offer no interest for the reader--they do not please with mellifluousness or candor, all born of the mind at work! My mind has become the Duldrums, without wind. I should have been a pair of ragged claws scuttling across the floors of silent seas. But God has made this woman, who, shirking him in her selfishness, esteemed all the lonely ends when around are all the men and women of earth! Oh, prosperity, where hast thou flown? Not unto me! --Darla Cantomime |
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December 10, 2008, 4:23 AM!
Dearest Diary! Mine claws have begun to fall off--oh no, oh no! Wouldst these claws remain if I were to churn out a sweet friggin' refrain?! HELP MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE to BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE much much much much much much better than one would suspect-uch Uh oh! Guess I really should have been a pair of ragged claws scuttling, then, across "da" floors of SILENCE SEAS!! Oooooooooooooooooooooops gonna sneeze! The End. |
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Edited by
pkd1220
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Wed 12/10/08 08:46 AM
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December 10, 2008, 4:23 AM! Dearest Diary! Mine claws have begun to fall off--oh no, oh no! Wouldst these claws remain if I were to churn out a sweet friggin' refrain?! HELP MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE to BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE much much much much much much better than one would suspect-uch Uh oh! Guess I really should have been a pair of ragged claws scuttling, then, across "da" floors of SILENCE SEAS!! Oooooooooooooooooooooops gonna sneeze! The End. In the falling away, perhaps I grow stronger every day
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In the falling away, perhaps I grow stronger every day I don't understand. :|
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I think I'm not on the raccoon wavelength. Here, have some flowers.
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Yowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!
*Gnaws flowers* |
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