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She brought out the gadget. it was a fine device passed down from family member to family member. It would serve her well now. It was time for this generations use. All her life libbie had travled between Sols planets looking for the time to use the gadget. The one shot camera was pointed at a earth and she clicked the shutter button.

Posted By Gord On 04.20.2011 @ 7:16 pm

molly the maid ate a horse when cleaning a fish tank. maid is supposed to be someone who cleans for you. i wish i had a maid. i like maids?…wish i had more time,i could really write alot of random things.

Posted By gord On 07.27.2010 @ 6:35 pm

At the moment joyful would be the last word I’d use to describe my life. Even though nothing particularly horrible is happening, I feel like an empty husk. Incapable of emotions. Sometimes it gets on top of me and my chest feels as if it’s being crushed by the weight of what I cannot feel. Then again, things could always be worse. This old saying is no comfort when you realise that they could also be so much better.

Posted By Gord On 04.21.2010 @ 9:11 am

The room was spinning with malevolent intent. Faces, colours, indeterminable shapes swam past my glazed eyes as my mind began to hit it’s stride. Suddenly, energy careered through me like a renegade ox and I found myself on the dancefloor, throwing shapes like a complete douche…

Posted By Gord On 01.23.2010 @ 12:52 pm

Noticing the curious look on her face, I could see that something had intrigued her. Her pale blue eyes shone like searchlights, overshadowing the blushed beauty of her cheeks. May had hooked me and I was helpless, like a fish flapping in futility on the end of an expert angler’s line.

Posted By Gord On 01.20.2010 @ 6:05 pm