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Jul. 15th, 2007 07:02 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
salad_barbarianWell the "post all the heck over" plan is moving forward. expect it some time around monday or tuesday. Unfortunately my brain didn't talk me out of it like it should have. Maybe I should have threatened to poke it with a q-tip. All too soon the world or at least the little corner of it affected by the various communities I belong to will come to regret my lack of q-tip threatening. Oh yes there will be much lamenting of my inhibited use of bits of cotton on a stick. Great will be the weeping and futile wailing against cruel fate... ok I better stop there. Oh what a pitifully overawing cry shall issue forth from the afflicted masses that the very heavens above shall be rend asunder and issue forth a cacophony of sobs that shall pour it self down upon the huddled... that's it no more I have a point to get to here!
It was um oh crud now I've forgotten what it was. I think it involved bunnys and the loop tour train. There was also something about the Evan Evanses Society as acolytes for the Great P'toultru. No matter I guess.
Here, have some random stuff that was floating about in my brain. (I really should poke the darn thing one of these days. Mighty shall be the protestations that sally fourth heedless of the chaotic...)
I defy you to prove that cupcakes are meat!
I don't care how you fix the ballistics issue I want a rocket propelled chainsaw gun.
When I'm concentrating I'm clumsy but when I'm not I'm graceful so if I thought of nothing I could dance acroos the sunset.
By my means and manners I am hereafter proclamed a devil.
A step, a leap, and then another step toward our collective annihilation.
Commode of reality = epic fail (no idea what I meant I just wrote it down at work as a reminder of a concept but I've since lost the meaning. If anyone reading this has a clue please tell me.)
That will be all.
It was um oh crud now I've forgotten what it was. I think it involved bunnys and the loop tour train. There was also something about the Evan Evanses Society as acolytes for the Great P'toultru. No matter I guess.
Here, have some random stuff that was floating about in my brain. (I really should poke the darn thing one of these days. Mighty shall be the protestations that sally fourth heedless of the chaotic...)
I defy you to prove that cupcakes are meat!
I don't care how you fix the ballistics issue I want a rocket propelled chainsaw gun.
When I'm concentrating I'm clumsy but when I'm not I'm graceful so if I thought of nothing I could dance acroos the sunset.
By my means and manners I am hereafter proclamed a devil.
A step, a leap, and then another step toward our collective annihilation.
Commode of reality = epic fail (no idea what I meant I just wrote it down at work as a reminder of a concept but I've since lost the meaning. If anyone reading this has a clue please tell me.)
That will be all.
