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yamamanamaWhat would I do without the ability to throw a sheep at myself on Facebook?
Please tell me, because I'm dying to know.
This is my excuse for not talking to anyone.
OTHER THINGS to remind you that I do, in fact, exist, even if I have been attempting to contact a hallucination, gah, that was a month ago. Oh, gah. A hundred years in the Moon. You may try, I guarantee you will have lots of fun with dwarvish creatures and the scent of roses. Life is a blasphemy. Procreation is a blasphemy, for it replicates and fosters the human view of the universe.
Oh, gah.
Gamingforce is a disease, as a wise one said.
I, in my perspicacity, have decided to move the collaborative writing project here, because Bean is dead. Or sick. Or isn't starting until she gets her Danish. How am I supposed to know?
Please tell me, because I'm dying to know.
This is my excuse for not talking to anyone.
OTHER THINGS to remind you that I do, in fact, exist, even if I have been attempting to contact a hallucination, gah, that was a month ago. Oh, gah. A hundred years in the Moon. You may try, I guarantee you will have lots of fun with dwarvish creatures and the scent of roses. Life is a blasphemy. Procreation is a blasphemy, for it replicates and fosters the human view of the universe.
Oh, gah.
Gamingforce is a disease, as a wise one said.
I, in my perspicacity, have decided to move the collaborative writing project here, because Bean is dead. Or sick. Or isn't starting until she gets her Danish. How am I supposed to know?
