Sunday, August 12, 2007

31 years

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At 12/8/07 20:06, devilkitten said...

31 years? Does that mean happy birthday? Anyway, I liked your insomnia poetry. Words like music. See? There's a million ways that could be interpreted. Or at least two...

 
At 13/8/07 11:56, t.. / polyfonken said...

yeaa, i had a mild food poisoning in a way of birthday presents (and learned that i'm somewhat allergic to cashew nuts. oh nuts.)

thankings!

music likes words but i'm not always giving it those. words are precious. except for my words which cost about ten cents a pop. depending on the length of course.

 
At 13/8/07 14:06, devilkitten said...

I tend to get a bit more for my words. Trouble, if nothing else. I open my mouth wide, words come out and people get upset. Or I press the keys on a board and people read them and get upset.

Food poisoning is no fun. You can have a mental hug from me as a present if you want. I'm going to go back to upsetting people now. *hugs*

 

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