:: Lost Comme une Singe ::

:: Sunday, August 31 ::

Oh, and incase anybody was wondering, Salam and Riverbend both are linked to under the Musts To section. (Where is Raed and Baghdad Burning) They're two intelligent Iraqi people, who are writing about what is going on.
And also, Salam has been posting. He's alive. *Does dance*
:: Mars 11:45 AM [+] ::
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Infedality
Blogger, I know we've been together for a really long time. You were my first blog! I love you. But there's something that I need to tell you. I have...another blog.
Now, don't worry, this doesn't mean that I'm leaving you. I've had this other blog for quite a long time. I just thought that you should know. Guilt has been tearing me up inside.
This does not mean, however, that I shall stop using this other blog. You both have your good points, and your bad points. Maybe you should go talk with eachother, and work something out.
It's right here.
:: Mars 11:39 AM [+] ::
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I'm worried about Salam. He hasn't posted in a week.
But Riverbend would have said if anything bad happened to him, right? Right?


:: Mars 1:11 PM [+] ::
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So, I added some new stuff in the links section. "Baghdad Burning" is a blog run by an Iraqi woman opperating under the name of Riverbend. It has been put in under the "You Musts To" section. You need to read it. More than you need to read Fallen, more than than you need to read Where is Raed, even. She updates daily. She's smart. I wish I knew her.
Damn damn damn, this stuff is so hard.
I mean, I read these people's blogs, journals, whatever. And I start to care about them. I start to feel for them, and worry about them. G. got taken by the American soldiers. People are getting in such deep shit in that country. Damn. Fuck. Shit. No articulation I can think of works enough to show how I feel about this all.
Also, a comic called "Mall Monkeys" is in under the Reading List section. Balance has been achieved. Merry Christmas.
:: Mars 11:29 PM [+] ::
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Doop de doop doop.
Meep.
Beep.
Bweeeee...
The extras on the Two Towers DVD were dumb.
I like monkeys.
Nothing is happening.
Kt liked her presents.
Monkey chocolate.
I cease this now.
:: Mars 11:13 PM [+] ::
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You are....

Barbossa's apple fetish. You reeeeallly like
apples, and who can blame you?? I mean,
seriously, ten years, thinking about one fruit.
Well, it's either dedication or insanity. You
get all tingly, thinking about apples, doncha?
They sure are good, man, I wish I had one right
now.... We'll be hopin' for the best.


Which Pirates of the Caribbean Character's Unhealthy Fetish are YOU?
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Erm...I need to see this movie. But I do like Apples...Only I rather fancy Grapes a bit more. And Berries. Hn. Fruit's fruit, though...
I love Fallen. I am shamelessly plugging here, because I got this from Aido's webby pagie...And I really need to stalk this person. Now.
:: Mars 2:51 AM [+] ::
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Anddd.....Blogger Hates me. There are two Aug. 27, for no apparent reason. Other than that Blogger is secretly trying to kill me. Secretly, though, so Shhhhh...
:: Mars 2:16 AM [+] ::
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At Ryann's, At Ryann's, I watched of the Two Towers.
It was good, in that the acting was wondersiful (Though I see not why these people drool on this "Orlando Bloom" fellow. Bleh. He is not so pretty.), and I lasped into squidges of joy when Gandalf came back. Squidges, you hear me! Gods, I love Gandalf. I do. I do.
And I'm really, really starting to hate Arwen. Icky, icky, she's not supposed to be in there, there is not supposed to be of the icky nasty dreamses, and there is not supposed to be this "Aragorn falls off a cliff and doesn't die" trash. And None Of The Making Eyes With Eowen. None of it!!! Arrr Arr Arrr. Dumb Americans, can't sit through a movie without someones swapping spit. Ewwwwwww....
But there was Gollum/Smeagol! And he was fuzzy(In a hairless way. ~_^)! I loves him and I wants to give him...love...Yeshes my precious...
Also, there was Ryan with one N there. He is She-Ryann's friend. He is a dancer, and he played a funny Bush tape of which I wants some. Hn. I liked him. He almost got his toe eaten by the fan. But he knew that the fan was there. Unlike how Margo or Ryann would have know that the fan was there.
Enough babble for tonight.
And now to bed! And now to bed!
Or to sit on the computer for a few more hours...
:: Mars 2:02 AM [+] ::
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Fallen has lots of artwork up now. I demand that you go look at it. And read the comic, if you haven't already. Bejesus! How do you live with out web comic?!?
:: Mars 1:54 AM [+] ::
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Larksie, I've decided to think that you are stalking me. That I have. 0_o
:: Mars 1:48 AM [+] ::
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PETA Members, Militant Vegans, Rednecks
Circle I Limbo

People who write bad romance novels, People who read bad romance novels
Circle II Whirling in a Dark & Stormy Wind

Racists, Fem-Nazis
Circle III Mud, Rain, Cold, Hail & Snow

Lawyers
Circle IV Rolling Weights

Politicians
Circle V Stuck in Mud, Mangled

River Styx

Qusay Hussein, Uday Hussein, George Bush
Circle VI Buried for Eternity

River Phlegyas

Osama bin Laden
Circle VII Burning Sands

Saddam Hussein
Circle IIX Immersed in Excrement

Corporate Heads, Barney
Circle IX Frozen in Ice

Design your own hell

Bwah! Hahahahaha!!
If only it'd let me pick the punishments, too. :(
:: Mars 2:22 PM [+] ::
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Vrede
Paix
Frieden
Ειρήνη
Pace
Paz
Мир
Shanti
Pakoj
Mír
Fred
Rahu
Vaikus
Solh
:: Mars 8:02 PM [+] ::
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Not a part of the Paper Journal, but never the less important for character developement:
We got caught in a traffic jam on the way back down. I had my white board thingy with me and wrote Having Fun? on it. I had my window rolled down, and was holding up my sign and waving to people. So much fun. People were waving and giving thumbs up and I had a Random Conversation with a trucker type person. I love people.
:: Mars 2:42 AM [+] ::
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You thought you were safe, but in fact, there is still more Paper Journal:
8/23 Sometime after 1 AM for sure, STILL FRIDAY
Rented rotten movie from the library. It was Hugh Grant, so my mum thought it would be good. (And her other motives were later reveiled papa ~_^) Mum was wrong.
Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaadddd Movie. It was too long on fast forward. However...
Pere narrated the fast-forwarded version. Oi gods, the laughter. I love my dad.
Pere: Old Girl Friend, New Girl Friend, Wife.

Hey, I'm Persons Name.
Well, I'm Oliver Reed. Let's see who can over act more.
I can.
Why?
I'm the King, that's why.

I'm a widow.
So am I.
Let's go to a party.
Okay.

I'm a widow.
I'm your servent.
I love you.
*Leaves room*

And, in the end, mon pere dit: Well, that was a thoroughly bad movie. And you (Directed at Mum) didn't even get to see Hugh Grant's ass, he was wearing so many clothes.
Scandal!!
:: Mars 2:39 AM [+] ::
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Trip Quotes(Plus one from the last week end up with Ryann)

Mars:(From the porch, looking out around the side of the house to the lake) Are those fireflies or shooting stars on crack?!?

Petit: Why did you want a picture of me?
Mars: Because you are my Squishy!!......And also for evil voodoo purposes.

Ryann: Margo, your attempt at being a Hobbitsie has failed.
Mars: No! For Hobbitsies would not have something so evil as gravel!!

The question is, what have you got in your pocketsies?

My mother only snores when she's in the same room as my father.

Mars' Father: Right. You're flailing about, gasping for air, and your only hope for survival is the Human Rock. *Snort*

Mars: (Running through the house after Petit) Squishes and squashes my precious!!
Petit: (Hides behind Maman)
Maman: (Grin)
Mars: (Shaking fist) It's stolen our precious! We hates it forever!!

Mars: (Is being made choose between sitting on the comfy couch reading Lord of the Rings or going out swimming with Petit.) Splishes and splashes? My presioussssss...(Strokes book)

Mars and Petit: (Staring at the milk section at Grocery Store)
Milk Section: MoooMooo...
Mars and Petit: (Bow in worship)

Mars: (Upon recieving 8 jars of raspberry jam with seeds in.) My precious.

Mars: (Chasing Petit through out the Grocery Store) Squishes and Squashes my precious!!

Maman: (Upon returning home from the Grocery Store, steals one of Mars' croissants.)
Mars: Stealses my precious! Hates it forever, nasty Robertses!!
:: Mars 2:30 AM [+] ::
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More Paper Journal:
8/22 Ruffley 12:33 STILL THUR
Stars are all spotted out before me, like a crazed connect-the-dots. Random spots of light morph into a duckling, which morphs into a frilled baby dragon pushing through it's shell. Like clouds only without the wind. Or maybe...
I tried to take a picture but the camera left out too many to be worth it.
Remember:
Finish Break Dancing
Switch?
Write Switch
Out my window the moon is waning...
:: Mars 2:16 AM [+] ::
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Paper Journal:
Aug 3, 12:33, STILL SATURDAY
Rrrrr...Blogger hates me, it does. Il ne marche pas. I do an anger dance at it.
Autre way, SHAY PARTY!! Fun fun fun, I didn't fall over. I's proud of myself.
Of course, Shay was all crazy-demon-monkey style on the skates. She always is.
Eeee!! There was a little fuzzy there, and I claimed his head. It was fuzzy. Yesh...
There was this guy there who was skating like he was dancing. We almost ran over each other. Meep.
Met some Shay-people...Makes me want to go to Shabazz, damn my parents and my AP French. But truth, I do like it in East. I think I've got enough callus for now, as far as people in general are concerned.
So I shall sleep with the Monkeys.
Hn. This means that the Shay-penguin is now a year older. Hn Hn Hn...I keep forgetting that we're not the same age, as I'm pretty sure that I've stopped aging...mentally at least. Scarey thought, perchance, though I'm glad it didn't happen in the Teen Age Depression stage. That would have been nasty.
Remember: Rollerskates as trans.
Lan?
Find postcard
Jigs


:: Mars 2:10 AM [+] ::
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Mars hast returned.
Yayness!!
There was a letter from Shay waiting when I got back home. *Does letter-from-Shay dance*
I shall be sending a post card to her house. Because I'm crazy like that. :3
Either way...*Grabs paper journal*
:: Mars 1:48 AM [+] ::
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Doop de doop doop.
I'm up at our cottage.
The local library has an Internet connection. Yay! *Dances*
This is a very confusing keyboard. It's got a backspace key where half the space bar ought to be. It's throwing my typing skills off.
Either-how, lots of quotes from my paper journal when I get back. Including Shay's birthday party dealie. Yay!
:: Mars 11:46 AM [+] ::
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Alright. I'm tired, and I've been deliberating posting somethings here for weeks, 'cause I knew I had to post them. This makes no sense. I know it doesn't. But now I'm pissed, tired, and robbed of my emotional outlet.
You know the Deviantart site, the one where I get pretty much all the fuel for my quote site from? Well, guess what.
They completely revamped it, and now THERE ARE NO SIGNATURES!!!
Spyed, one of the staff people, said that they were only gone for a bit and will be back soon, so I'm not as crazily pissed as I was before, but I still am angry about other things. Though hearing that seemed to make everything better.
:: Mars 3:56 AM [+] ::
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