9/09/07

pitch bend

grim settle catcher catches a good bit of bettle'd butter in that sawyed matric quest betwixt the tenver and the better. Remember when those wenembers said those trenvered things? Of course not, and yet, the aesthetic remains, eight flanges to the seventh left of your poorly focused socket on caught and emptied planguingburgers of paramenticle possibliities.
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1 comment:

chels said...

"Of course not, and yet, the aesthetic remains, eight flanges to the seventh left of your poorly focused socket..."

That gave me the coolest mental image ever.

Feeling detached today, detaching. It's easier when you don't care. Or rather, when you act like you don't care. Then people leave you alone.

*hug* Thanks for the comments on my stuff yesterday. They were things I needed to unload.

I enjoy talking to you, Jonathan. It's so nice to have found another conversation after all these years.

<3 chels

11 September 2007 at 08:35

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