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nekochancutecat! this site, this site and this site would probably be useful to you. (I was going through my old links. I also have a delightful page about clarinets, if you're interested. ^_~) I'll get you your beta'ed prologue and first chapter back tomorrow. Promise.


*yawns softly* Umn, that was the main point of this post, but... if anyone cares: tummy aches suck, RPing is fun, and my icon muse is completely dead right now.

The. End. :D Go sleep anyone who it's night time for. *nod*

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No matter how beautifully guilded the cage is, it's still a cage and you can never be truly happy while you are trapped within it.

GIP

It's so true, though.



<EDIT> Redid my LJ layout. Even though there are much better things I could be doing with my time. Oh well.

Yes, well aware of the irony that is my edit being longer than my post. Shut up. </EDIT>

XD you guys crack me up

So I'm chatting with Ruby then John randomly messages me:

John: hey, would you buy Ruby's stuffed corpse?
me: if it were properly preserved and had like, a little tape recorder that had her saying stuff included with it
John: you are a demanding wench
me: damned straight

About 2 minutes later, Ruby sends me this conversation chunk:

John: Perhaps I can just sell you off to her and cut out e-bay
Ruby: Save time, I think
John: yeah. Heck, perhaps your rotting corpse will replace Kia in her heart. And then we all win
Ruby: XDD

Which led to:

Ruby: Heeeyyy baby. Looking for a good time? *waggles eyebrows suggestively, decomposes SEXILY*
me: *shakes head* Why is he trying to give me your rotting corpse?
Ruby: Because he...I'm not sure.

What I want to know is: what the Hell conversation stimulated this Ruby-corpse-sending??

*music nerd*

Damnit. I really miss that mp3 I had of d'Arras' Ce fut en mai right now. T_T I used to have the whole thing memorized and the music and everything. (Which is fairly impressive considering the thing is written in midieval french.)

My midieval troubadour music was one of the things I lost last time my harddrive died. And my Romantic leider and... *sighs* I'd forgotten about those. Now I miss them. Damn. Will I ever hear Schubert's Erlkönig ever again? Time (and Kazaa) can only tell.