It's amazing the things I find when I can't find the things I'm looking for. BLeah. I am *so* *glad* to be in my extremely box and book filled flat. I love housesitting, especially for W&A and the cats were especially loving (read: demanding! 'love me noowwwwwmiaoooooo') and it was generally a nice spring-ish weekend, but then there are my cats who
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I was casually flipping through the pages of my diary-x journal grimoire illisible and read some nice little poems that I had completely forgotten. So I spit them out here for fun and because I really haven't anything to natter on about at the moment.
I lost allllllll my work email. Oh no, wait, only that coming after May of 2002. DAMN WINDOWS!!!! DAMN YOU STRAIGHT TO ... hmm. I'm sure Satan is running Windows anyway, so what's the point
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We drown in the wide open spaces of the sea the sea, the sea the thalassic secret of the sea it was the sea all along keeping me holding me drowning me and i slept in the sea and i drowned in the sea and to the sea i came to be hidden a secret thalassic, the secret sea. i found me.