No goats were harmed in the making of this entry, I just found that word amusing.
The silence screams like the wind on the northern moors. It's deafening, and it hurts. Guess I really tallied this one up, eh?
Oh well, you never liked me anyway, did you?
Moving on, the
2006 Novella Challenge starts on thursday, and I'm hoping to have a really good response. We shall see.
Today is apparently a holiday. Think I'll go around and shoot people.
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With my camera.