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Sunday, August 10, 2003

   Nostalgia
I remember my first day on this site, and I kept posting at random intervals aaaaaaallll night. Now I figure it's a state one gets into, where one feels sudden, strange impulses to say something to the world to make sure someone is out there. It seems to have taken over again, so hold onto your hats, or hair, or shiny bald skin, or whatever other strange coverings may be on your head at the time.
WHERE IS MY PEPSI?!! Ah, there it is. That's better.
My mom is singing again... Something about talking to the animals. She does that sometimes, it's a cool little habit of hers. Singing, I meant, not talking to animals, although she does that from time to time as well.
I have a few announcements. I would like to formally thank FallenAngel for not only being the first to sign my guestbook, but for IMing me as well. I would also like to thank chie for being supportive, friendly, and advertising my fic, although I don't know if it's really all *that* good. And then I would like to thank Black Phoenix for recruiting me as an evil henchperson. I needed a more interesting job. Thanks to everybody else who reads this for reading it, and don't forget to sign the guestbook on the way to the door. *Head splats onto keyboard and loud snoring--* CUT, cut! I don't snore, what's the deal with me snoring? *OK then, head splats onto keyboard and mumblings of bishies can be heard. How's that, Ms. Picky Writer?*
Much better. Now Pepsi.
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