Even when I'm pissed, vexed, and exhausted, somehow it's amusing...
I'm so tired, it's not even funny. Five hours of sleep on average each of the past four days. I need at least six to function semi-normally, and I HAVEN'T WRITTEN A NORMAL ENTRY IN ALMOST TWO WEEKS. WJSTLL
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I must see this sonnet about the viking's lost cat. E-mail it? (I'm stuck with your Kiyo/Yaiba-ness because my disc commited suicide leaving me with no way to ferry it to my computer for safe-reading... So I'm bored.)
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Hang on, I'll copy it out of my computer. *sigh* ("The Viking to his Kitten" reminds me of ntohign so much as "the Walrus and the carpenter". Except with pillaging, looting, and bears. What I'd REALLY die for is to have him ILLUSTRATE it. Coke's an amazing artist.)
the Viking to his Kitten
(11-23-09)
--For F.A.M.
At first it seemed that all was well and good.
The settlements all burning in the dark
made silhouettes out of the blackened wood.
(Y'should have seen the women--what a lark!)
Though while the screams yet freshly split the air,
I felt, perhaps, a little lighter than
I did before, I thought, "It's that damn bear
I left behind." (Real bugger 'bout poor Sven...)
Only later, did I not what broke,
And cursed cheap loincloths to their bitter end.
With sword in hand, I penned a mighty stroke
For my fair forgotten feline friend:
"Return! As all brave fighters truly should,
Or die in battle, as a tiger would!"
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Nice. :D Dunno much about this stuff, myself so all I can really tell you is I like it. (Even if my brain is still deciphering some of it...)
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The fact my HTML failed, probably doesn't help. Sorry. Lemme try again.
the Viking to his Kitten
(11-23-09)
--For F.A.M.
At first it seemed that all was well and good.
The settlements all burning in the dark
made silhouettes out of the blackened wood.
(Y'should have seen the women--what a lark!)
Though while the screams yet freshly split the air,
I felt, perhaps, a little lighter than
I did before, I thought, "It's that damn bear
I left behind." (Real bugger 'bout poor Sven...)
Only later, did I not what broke,
And cursed cheap loincloths to their bitter end.
With sword in hand, I penned a mighty stroke
For my fair forgotten feline friend:
"Return! As all brave fighters truly should,
Or die in battle, as a tiger would!"
I'm willing to give T.S. Eliot-style rampant explanations if it still makes no sense. *sigh*
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... I don't have a Coke-kun, all my friends are girls so I guess maybe I need some male influence and stuff! I know! I'll give you one of my wives girls in exchange for Coke-kun! How about that? :D (this is like, women traffic isn't it... U)
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I'd let that guy breed, except I'm...me...he'd have to go through a whole tedious process and bring me the one ring of power or something...
I just suck at talking about my girly feelings. I can sell you another male friend, assuming you don't mind geeeky gamers. XD I think this is how I got into this trouble int he first place--I have to turn to people like Joesephiroth up there for advice on this kind of thing because I've got no girls to ask who aren't a)convinced they're far superior to the male race, or b) over the age of seventy. ^^;;I forgot the rest of the discussion because I didn't have my phone on me. it went something like this ( ... )
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Oh, thanks but no, thanks! I know a lot of geeky gamers, and that's exactly why I don't think of them as my friends. Guilty Gear and RPGs are more important than me, what kind of twisted and unhappy world is that?! I mean, I'm not really sure if I would be able to be apart from one of my lovely concubines wives for too long. Sounds tempting, though.
You give me one more reason to look for male friends D: *goes shopping*
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