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Monday, November 27, 2006


   Four more days...
and so far not a prob. although i think that has something to do with me being stuck to my house (60 miles into the great abyss, or desert. i perfer abyss though).

Guess what i saw (well actually my mom saw but whatever) in the sunday paper that my mom had hidden in the depths of her car... nintedo has just come out with a special edition version of the twilight princess that comes with a sword and shield. Maybe i can have grandma (the nice lady who buys ninty percent of my manga) get it for me for my B-day. she was wanting to know what i wanted... (wheres the number at...) well bye!


(and for all who like poetry, here ya go)

One Art
by Elizabeth Bishop

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

--Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.

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