Important ANNOUNCEMENT. Not really.
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Moved the Toilet to tumblr. Seeyah there, my Luvs
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Thank you, Blogger, it's been a good year and a half :)
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Dear Diary, My Teen Angst Almost Has A Body Count
0 violent reactions From the nonsensical thoughts of your DramaQueen at 11:38 PMYou can, however, blame me for destroying your eyesight from my microscopic handwriting. Click on the image to have a 100% view thingy on it.
...And no, Stradmore isn't my sponsor. It was the only notebook I had that was small enough.
Au Revoir, mes bébés,
PS
Decided to put a stream of my Tweets,
change the featured blog poem every month (if I can remember),
and lose the birthday countdown.
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The Secret of Moonacre
0 violent reactions From the nonsensical thoughts of your DramaQueen at 11:05 AMI read the book seven years ago. It's titled "The Little White Horse," by Elizabeth Goudge. Learned lotsa things from it like how a lady "never complains."
Watching it after I watch Wolverine.
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A Poem
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there's some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.



