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my cat will sit there and paw at her reflection for at least fifteen minutes at a time. Either she thinks it's another realm and she's making a very weak attempt to claw her way to it—or she really enjoys hi-fiving herself. Though maybe in the case of a cat it'd be a high-four?
I believe in websites working properly. This one is not among those. Though I also believe that it soon shall be among the properly working websites of the world. I suppose I should never have upgraded in the first place. At least it worked before.
Acrobat makes me think of the time I went to the circus when I was three. My mom made little elephant-shaped invitations made out of felt. All my friends came and it was the best birthday ever.
I’ve always wondered about the phrase, “if you will...” because usually I will. Usually one isn’t left much choice in the matter. It sounds so optional, but no. It’s just assumed we will.
The ground shook like a desolate plain trampled with a million lead-hooved buffalo.
I was commissioned to see if Firefox was allowing me to post. It better, since a ton of oneword users use firefox, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed, which makes it hard to type.
it depends how much one enjoys his or her job whether this is an amazing day or just another day. I’m just testing.
Woke to a silence. The silence of the chair in the corner. The screaming of the blankets, strewn across lifetimes. I feel my soul strewn across you. Wrapped in blue. Weathered in for eternity.
swerving through unnamed streets. unnamed lives. lost causes. found causes. flailing through lifestorms. flooding through the veins of a city.
I mean things I don't say and I say things I don't mean. A tipsy topsy turvy sense of verbal balance. Clipping along at light speed. A parallel universe in which light-speed is clipping along. So the speed of sound is like not moving at all.
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