Cool, I've never heard of a glass museum before, is it good? There is a hat museum near where I live, never been there but it sounds fascinating.Originally Posted by Dori
Cool, I've never heard of a glass museum before, is it good? There is a hat museum near where I live, never been there but it sounds fascinating.
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Tired, down, and misunderstood....
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
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lonely and overwhelmed
Calvin: You can’t just turn on creativity like a faucet. You have to be in the right mood.
Hobbes: What mood is that?
Calvin: Last-minute panic.
My left wrist and hand hurst. And my ego is sore. Check out my blog if you're curious as to why.
LET THERE BE LIGHT
"Love follows knowledge." – St. Catherine of Siena
My literature blog: http://ashesfromburntroses.blogspot.com/
To all those who are sad and not well --
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That was fairy dust I found. If I blow it into the air, it shall someday reach you, but in the meantime, you will magically feel a lot better!
As for me, I have to sleep with my sox on. It is 42 degrees below Celcius here. Don't pity me -- pity my car!!
Our task must be to free ourselves by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty
~Albert Einstein
I think the wind brought that fairy dust over here a few minutes ago! It's 20 below here...and my knees are frozenTo all those who are sad and not well --
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
That was fairy dust I found. If I blow it into the air, it shall someday reach you, but in the meantime, you will magically feel a lot better!
As for me, I have to sleep with my sox on. It is 42 degrees below Celcius here. Don't pity me -- pity my car!!I dare say, where are my knee socks?
It is the same here, if not colder! I am very cold. I was out in the frigid weather today, and I have not recovered from it! Not even approximately 7 hours later! I think the damage is done! I think I will be cold until summertime!I think the wind brought that fairy dust over here a few minutes ago! It's 20 below here...and my knees are frozen
on top of the world
i'm feeling a bit let down...
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
my poems-please comment Forum Rules
I feel like I am on top of a foodchain that is turned upside down.
There is no darkness, there is no light, there is only Lasagne!
Im feeling lazy but happy, sort of in a bubble from RL,
so all you people who are miserable are welcome to join me..infact I feel like baking bread, maybe brownies and cake as well.
( this is what happens when I get started cooking all the homemaker instincts come out and I want to bake)
My mission in life is to make YOU smile
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"The time has come," the Walrus said,"To talk of many things:
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|Litnet Challange status = 5/260
|currently reading
Weird to be the only person on General Chat right now....
(Gosh, it's been so long!!!)
Wish hard enough, I could turn it to what I like.
Fall Out Boy, "Tiffany Blews."
Hope I spelt everything right
Edit silly me wrong thread... alright I guess
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My mission in life is to make YOU smile
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"The time has come," the Walrus said,"To talk of many things:
Forum Rules- You know you want to read 'em
|Litnet Challange status = 5/260
|currently reading
grumpy ol' maggots have an addiction to indulge in.
(I feel that has little relation to my bone cage.)
There is no darkness, there is no light, there is only Lasagne!
Feeling tired, oh...
The source of any bad writing is the desire to be something more than a person of sense--the straining to be thought a genius. If people would say what they have to say in plain terms, how much eloquent they would be.
-S.T COLERIDGE
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