I was wandering through various LJs seeing what
you folks have been doing with your layouts, and I found
this link from
melymbrosia's page, which generates a poem-like thing based on one's LJ. Of course I promptly tried it for myself.
Lots of this was my three tracks We
hung around to force myself to quit
renenet Would you and failing because
I'm so it's not, so there's more and I
could I made a pie has been tinkered with
whomever's around with The whole affair
that I am less in stews, and emotional
differences or presses that they're one
more secret, kept having curried
cauliflower, sometimes not, true. But
couldn't be do with these potatoes.
Renenet would be at apart I don't have
to her. But recently the pie; Past
Farscape for America, anyway, dating
from Broumas through the hard (drives)? I
know the kitchen stealing bits of their
shape remarkably well when that says
about song choice, vid that my other women?
Cauliflower, potatoes, pie, renenet, vids, and of course Farscape for America. Perceptive little thing, innit.
I quite liked "stealing bits of their shape," actually.