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misterblackbird) wrote2008-08-15 11:24 am
misterblackbird) wrote2008-08-15 11:24 am
Entry 200; Day 469
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Those stupid pictures of cats and misspelled words again. I don't think I'll ever entirely understand it. For example, 'snake cat has bited before, snake cat will bite again'. I just have to hope to endure it when it comes around again.
Perhaps I should apologize for my behaviour yesterday. Although it wasn't as untoward as some curses make one behave, I'm sure it was still trying for everyone to whom I spoke on the Network. It even struck Riff, who proceeded to 'Riff roll' me, whatever that means. It annoyed me at the time, for some reason.
I think seeing him write like that was the strangest thing I saw all day, stranger than the cats with their captions.
All the same, I think I spoke to more people in the Network yesterday than I have in weeks--some I knew, some I didn't.
It was very good to meet you, Miss Kagami. I hope that we can meet again sometime when we're both feeling more like ourselves--or when I'm in a slightly better humour. I did very much enjoy our walk. It took that much to get me off the Network at all, I think.
And, Killua, for the record, no profit was made, despite those four stage plans to turn a profit. I'm sure you're disappointed.
Yesterday's curse frustrates me beyond all reason. It's rather like dreaming one can speak a foreign language. In the dream, everything makes sense, but when one wakes, everything is nonsense again. I understood myself, more or less, yesterday. At least, I knew what I was trying to say. Although, most of what I wanted to say yesterday was that I didn't want to talk like that. And yet I seemed to say it over and over and over.
Some of the photographs of the cats are somewhat funny, though I don't understand the giant pear with teeth, and I certainly don't understand 'lazor'.
At least this curse only seems to come around once a year. I couldn't take it if the Network looked like that all day every day. I'd either go mad or go silent entirely.
I also didn't think, or couldn't think, to screen my entry yesterday. None of them took me up on being out in the open like that, fortunately.
Now that that's over, I suppose I'll pick things up where I left them the day before.Back on his trail again. I need Crehador's information.
And this is the 200th post I've made on this Network contraption now, and nearly 500 days. I rather feel this sort of post ought to be more monumental, somehow, being both a round number and such a large number, 200. But I'm too exhausted after those stupid cats all over the place, and who would want to celebrate having been here so interminably long? Bravo, number 200.
~C.
[ooc: 200 posts! Wow! I feel like I ought to say something here XD Uhh... Thank you, POLY! For playing with Cain and me for so very, very long. I always hoped to hit 200, but never really thought about it. And here we are! Thank you~!! Also, Godchild crew (small but growing?), I'm not planning on cursing Cain this weekend, but if you've got plans, drop a line :D]
Those stupid pictures of cats and misspelled words again. I don't think I'll ever entirely understand it. For example, 'snake cat has bited before, snake cat will bite again'. I just have to hope to endure it when it comes around again.
Perhaps I should apologize for my behaviour yesterday. Although it wasn't as untoward as some curses make one behave, I'm sure it was still trying for everyone to whom I spoke on the Network. It even struck Riff, who proceeded to 'Riff roll' me, whatever that means. It annoyed me at the time, for some reason.
I think seeing him write like that was the strangest thing I saw all day, stranger than the cats with their captions.
All the same, I think I spoke to more people in the Network yesterday than I have in weeks--some I knew, some I didn't.
It was very good to meet you, Miss Kagami. I hope that we can meet again sometime when we're both feeling more like ourselves--or when I'm in a slightly better humour. I did very much enjoy our walk. It took that much to get me off the Network at all, I think.
And, Killua, for the record, no profit was made, despite those four stage plans to turn a profit. I'm sure you're disappointed.
Yesterday's curse frustrates me beyond all reason. It's rather like dreaming one can speak a foreign language. In the dream, everything makes sense, but when one wakes, everything is nonsense again. I understood myself, more or less, yesterday. At least, I knew what I was trying to say. Although, most of what I wanted to say yesterday was that I didn't want to talk like that. And yet I seemed to say it over and over and over.
Some of the photographs of the cats are somewhat funny, though I don't understand the giant pear with teeth, and I certainly don't understand 'lazor'.
At least this curse only seems to come around once a year. I couldn't take it if the Network looked like that all day every day. I'd either go mad or go silent entirely.
Now that that's over, I suppose I'll pick things up where I left them the day before.
And this is the 200th post I've made on this Network contraption now, and nearly 500 days. I rather feel this sort of post ought to be more monumental, somehow, being both a round number and such a large number, 200. But I'm too exhausted after those stupid cats all over the place, and who would want to celebrate having been here so interminably long? Bravo, number 200.
~C.
[ooc: 200 posts! Wow! I feel like I ought to say something here XD Uhh... Thank you, POLY! For playing with Cain and me for so very, very long. I always hoped to hit 200, but never really thought about it. And here we are! Thank you~!! Also, Godchild crew (small but growing?), I'm not planning on cursing Cain this weekend, but if you've got plans, drop a line :D]
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It was sad in that I saw her picture in the Hall of the Missing, and I know what that means, to see a picture in the Hall of the Missing. But there was a light in her eyes in the picture as well, as though she knew she was leaving, or perhaps she was already halfway home. That was comforting.
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Acceptance is the most difficult part. I would be happy if people I know make it back home safely. However, I wonder how much longer any of us will be here. To know that I've left things unfinished on my world bothers me greatly.
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Yes, likewise. I've left more than a few things unfinished in my world, although some of them seem to have followed me here. Perhaps if I finish them here, they'll finish there.