Sep 05, 2008 14:16
Huh.
Once again, a feast before what I imagine will probably be a famine. Why are these things coming in waves now? It makes no sense, none at all.
Little treasures, locked up in little packages -- but are they really treasures, or are they curses? One only knows by trying, I suppose.
...I need a tomato. And a cup of coffee.
tomato plz,
i fear the crystal,
enigmatic drake is enigmatic,
coffee plz,
the music in my head
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I'm just sort of staring at it right now.
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It makes logical sense, so I'm just sort of...bracing myself, I guess. For lack of a better term.
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So is the answer blowing in the wind, Meet-and-Greet? Is Big Brother itching to say hi?
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Unsure yet, but the winds will probably turn soon. Everything cycles here.
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In this case, it's merely a matter of reading the right books.
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Maybe next time.
I hope all goes well with your 'treasure', Drake-san.
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Currently assessing their capabilities.
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