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- Current Residence: Small town Alaska
- Interests: Gym; Writing; Online Text-based Play-By-Post roleplaying; Music; Animals; Art;
- Favourite movie: As Good As It Gets
- Favourite band or musician: Journey; CCR; Sting; Queen;
- Favourite genre of music: Rock; Soft Rock; Pop; Oldies; Indie; ect;
- Favourite artist: Luis Royo
- Favourite poet or writer: Linda Howard
- Favourite photographer: EarthHart
- Favourite style of art: Just about everything
- Operating System: Windows Vista
- MP3 player of choice: ... Um.
- Shell of choice: Egg
- Wallpaper of choice: Personalized
- Skin of choice: Live
- Favourite game: Mario
- Favourite gaming platform: GameBoy Color (I think)
- Favourite cartoon character: Martha
- Personal Quote: The voices in my head told me to do it.
- Tools of the Trade: Keyboard; Computer; Insanity;
- Website: http://www.freewebs.com/pijjen/
- Email: pijjen@yahoo.com
- AIM: pijjen
- MSN: pijjen@hotmail.com
- Yahoo: pijjen
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Also, I'm thinking that there is a definite lack of Cristov on here. We need to rectify this.
Oh and of course, thank you for loving my DA drabble.
Much lurve (and all that insanely mushy stuff)
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But you can't give your heart to a wild thing; the more you do, the stronger they get. Until they're strong enough to run into the woods. Or fly into a tree. Then a taller tree. Then the sky.
Okay. Now that that's done, I really should put some of dark Cristov. Definitely the Cristov Denarius mixture when we get to it.
And, I'll try and get some pictures of the colored rats up soon.
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Anything in parenthesis can (not) be ignored.
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But you can't give your heart to a wild thing; the more you do, the stronger they get. Until they're strong enough to run into the woods. Or fly into a tree. Then a taller tree. Then the sky.
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Anything in parenthesis can (not) be ignored.
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But you can't give your heart to a wild thing; the more you do, the stronger they get. Until they're strong enough to run into the woods. Or fly into a tree. Then a taller tree. Then the sky.
And bless you for keeping an eye on this ancient weaver of yarns & images. I needs it as I gets a bit wayward at times
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Worse Case Scenario for the
"He who could do little, did nothing."
Eugene Odum
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"He gets this from you, you know. This whole 'blow stuff up' gene."
"You're the one that decided to get him the cat for Christmas..."
*stares at Brad and Meirun*
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Anything in parenthesis can (not) be ignored.
Or Reydel. xD
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"He gets this from you, you know. This whole 'blow stuff up' gene."
"You're the one that decided to get him the cat for Christmas..."
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