November 30th, 2005

zoi!

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Silliness


Ganked from tiasabrina

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don't speak often) please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me. It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.

When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your bloglivejournal and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you!
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charity

Last stretch NaNoWriMo thoughts

As I write the last few words of this monstrosity (well, not really, just the last ones I have to to make 50,000), I, once again, realize that I am completely incapable of typing the word 'duck' correctly on the first try.

It always, always, ALWAYS is rendered first as 'fuck'.

This makes for some interesting sentences, if I were to leave it as typed. Observe:

... Kenji fought the urge to fuck behind the head of the casket ...

... he fucked in the water and ...

He couldn’t fuck again; Rin would be expecting that...


But seriously. Is it some sort of telling slip that reveals the state of my mind?
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