Friday, October 22, 2004

... ~The Wanderer~

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Sunday, October 3, 2004

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Hi... I could go into a very long explanation of why I havn't been on in a century and-a-half but I do not feel the need, nor do I have the energy/patience, to do such a thing. So there! *nyaa!* ~The Wanderer~

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Tuesday, September 14, 2004

These are very wordy indeed. "Welcome to my World. Feel free to run away screaming." "Video games and anime are more expensive than drugs yet just as addictive." "Insanity is the key to life." "The bunny is cute! The bunny is fluffy! The bunny belongs to Sesshoumaru!" ~The Wanderer~

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Sunday, September 12, 2004

Was' up? I got bored so I came online. More quotes! Oh yeah! ^^d "Who peed in his Cheerios?" - Kudou Yohji, Weiss Kreuz "If Rath had a passion for treasure and not demon hunting, he would be much more pleasant." - Lykouleon, Dragon Knights "Anyone wakes me, I'll cut their nuts off." - Genjo Sanzo, Saiyuki ~The Wanderer~

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Thursday, August 26, 2004

Hiya! I am at school right now. Just got assigned a gigantic report. -_-' Oh well. It involves reading, so it should not be to hard. ^^ I have got some funky little quotes which I am going to post and you are going to laugh at. I am not quite sure why you would laugh at them, but you are going to. XD "When I look in the mirror....the weirdest looking people appear." "Never underestimate a girl with a large wooden object." "Whoever said honesty is the best policy, was never honest to a person with a baseball bat." "God would not have given us life if he did not think we could hack it too." ~The Wanderer~

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Tuesday, August 24, 2004

Hi... Sorry I have been gone for the last century-and-a-half. ^^;;; Well, I am back. I updated just so that you would know that I am not dead. ^^ I will try to keep the updates more regular, though I can't promise much. See you later. ~The Wanderer~ --Edit-- Lyrics to "Lump" Lump sat alone in a boggy marsh Totally motionless except for her heart Mud flowed up into Lump's pajamas She totally confused all the passing piranhas She's Lump, she's Lump She's in my head She's Lump, she's Lump, she's Lump She might be dead Lump lingered last in line for brains, And the ones she got were sort of rotten and insane Small thing's so sad that birds could land Is Lump fast asleep or rockin' out with the band? She's Lump, she's Lump She's in my head She's Lump, she's Lump, she's Lump She might be dead Lump was limp and lonely and needed a shove Lump slipped on a kiss and tumbled into love She spent her twenties between the sheets Life limped along at subsonic speeds She's Lump, she's Lump She's in my head She's Lump, she's Lump, she's Lump She might be dead Is this Lump out of my head, I think so Is this Lump out of my head, I think so, yeah Is this Lump out of my head, I think so Is this Lump out of my head,I think so

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Tuesday, June 1, 2004

*ahem* Hi. I felt like putting an update up so... errrr...... UPDATE! There, much better. =3 My site is no longer completely bare. ^^ Good! Well, guess I'll be seeing ya. ^^ Bye! ~The Wanderer~

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Saturday, May 15, 2004

Hello. Sorry I have not updated in so long. *Gomen* ^^;; Well, you did not miss much. I changed my site[again]. It looks pretty cool does it not? hee hee! ^^ Well, that is all there is to say. So, see you. ~The Wanderer~

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Monday, May 3, 2004

Hello. Sorry I haven't updated in so long. Been busy with other things. Well, I'm back and I have been working on my site a lot. I hope you like what I have done with it. Well, that is all I have to say. See you. ~The Wanderer~

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Saturday, April 3, 2004

*sigh* I'm so bored. Sorry, I just am. I do not have anything to do. Maybe I will go play PlayStation2. Harvest Moon. ^^ Yes I know, I am being so strange today. I do not quite get it myself. ^^


Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the song without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extermety,
It asked a crumb of me.

-Emily Dickinson

~The Wanderer~
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