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Hi. Your name just popped up and I clicked on your latest entry. For reasons that I wont go into here, I absolutely feel for you and you have my utmost sympathies. Herpetic infections are tricky little bastards and people can be ignorant ones. ((hug)) to you - its all I got! s x

from rite153 :

Glad to see you're back ;) I'm on the same boat!

from acid-reflux :

Holy crap. hey baby. i just started back into Diaryland after a 3-year hiatus. Glad to see you're still here too.

from candoor :

wow, times certainly does move along - i loved that story... and send you love and appreciation for your words and hope life is smiling these days, big smiles :) . . I've been offline a lot, busy having fun, but after two weeks without internet i return to wave :)

from rite153 :

Indeed I do. Just look for the request from the girl with the main picture being her in the black Manchester United soccer jersey. :)

from mattmagus :

hrm,I'm sorry kiddo, I've just never been much of a bandwagon jumper

from notme2000 :

Hey, if you still read my diary the username is "reader" and password is just "password".

from candoor :

Merry Happy New Year and a wonderful 2006, wherever you are (miss your words :)

from the-shed :

Wandering, wondering, whispering.

from rite153 :

OMG! DUDE!!! I would PAY to be able to have a dream about Gael! Instead I dream about pasty, white, englishmen like Orlando Blume and Jude Cheatin'-ass-Law.

from candoor :

even if it's once in a while, it's great to read you... wow, calls from TV stars, your letter must have been good... happy to hear all's well in your family too :)

from the-shed :

The Shed has arisen!

from rite153 :

aww! I didn't know you had a baby! she's the cutest!!! i wanna pinch her (but not cause harm like possesive aunts do, ya know)! congrats!

from candoor :

well you haven't been gone forever yet :)

from f-i-n :

hihihi

from zockendland :

I dunno, I laways wanted my tombstone to say I died by a specific type of Food. But mostly Cheesecake. Well, Live on. -Zocky

from rite153 :

thank you. seriously. thank you.

from intralemma :

500 Canadian.

from intralemma :

PS3 = 300 Americans

from rite153 :

::tear:: thank you! if you didn't live so far i'd go over there and play video games with you! haha

from discothekid :

It totally was! Email me!

from discothekid :

hi!

from rite153 :

thanks for the concern, really. that last entry was just a reminder for me over a decision i made that might not be so healthy for me, but i'm willing to give it a shot (doesn't have to do with drugs or anything like that). nice to see you're back.

from candoor :

I feel ooey gooey honored and blessed and smiley silly goofy (shut up)... and play games with your kids, that's being a wonderful mom... teach them to use their mind, their imagination... there'll be time for other things, for more balance (and it's ok to lose yourself in something for a while too :)

from zockendland :

No Don't stop gaming! They need more mom gamers than protesters. Also Silent Hill 4 is frekin Awesome. Scary and cool. Silent Hill seems like a good vacation spot. Well, Keep being you. -Zocky

from candoor :

and Happy V-Day, dangit! :)

from candoor :

happy new year :)

from rite153 :

glad to see you're writing again!

from candoor :

my enignmatic qualities disturb some, but that's why i love you... and hope all is well today :)

from the-shed :

We are all nothing, when we look on from infinite bliss, regardless of the mess we leave behind, and the people who do us wrong.

from the-shed :

you're 3 people - who you are to others, to yourself and who you are really

from acid-reflux :

Tease. Anywyas, good luck. Hope you had fun with your sister last night.

from candoor :

crossing everything (and bumping into walls, but you're worth it :)

from acid-reflux :

Jesus fucking christ. I'm so sorry. That just plain sucks.

from rite153 :

WHAT?! what a prick! i hope you get enough of his money to make his dick smaller than it already is... fucker. the news even got me mad!

from candoor :

This is a test. (beep) This is a test of the Emergency Valentine's Day System. (EVS) This test is to see if leaving notes around DLand will make this a wonderful day (and weekend) in spite of not particularly being with anyone romantically at the moment. (ummm) May the results be that all this love in my heart found some productive use. (smile) And maybe a giggle or few (Happy V-Day from my other persona too :)

from acid-reflux :

Been writing. It takes up almost all my free time normally spent on Diaryland and net porn.

from acid-reflux :

Hey chica, how ya doin? *smooch*

from zockendland :

enjoy as best as you can. That picture reminded me of a angry Zeus. Well G2G. chat'with ya later.

from zockendland :

Its a little complicated. Go to CafePress.com and join. Thats free,too. The only problem is you must type it on notepad/wordpad on the computer. Go to add products and press book. You import the writings from the documents and save it. Plus you can put on a cover but no pictures in the text. Thats it and you get I think about half the moola. -Zock Q. Endland

from zockendland :

Quoththeraven, I know where you can get real working FREE publishing!!!

from mylovedies :

can i buy your book? please

from caspia :

It's good to now there are other decent people around D-Land!

from zockendland :

Couple thousand? I hope you kidding or it'll take me years to publish! Anyways if you do publish it,I'll be the 1st buyer! I LOVE creepy stories and stuff like that. Also you forgot 1 thing. Books like that need like a introduction by a fan who read some of your work so he/she could get people into it. Hope to seeya name on a best selling cover! -Zock Q. Endland

from zockendland :

Thanks for the nice comments. I linked you on Kidlike because its a beggining story I started. Hope you'll read it sometime. If you can try to meet me in chat.

from zockendland :

I'll read it. You're a amazing poet so I sense you would be a amazing writor. If you ever make it I'll love to see it.

from zockendland :

Thats one messed up rabbit. I read your profile again and in Fav.Authors you said you're a writor. What'll you write? -Zock Q. Endland

from candoor :

hug for you and thank you too... gonna keep sending you positive energy even if you don't get to see it for a while :)

from the-shed :

SEE THE SPIRIT OF THE WOLF MAY YOU WALK WITH HIM EVERYDAY FOR THE WOLF WILL SHOW YOU THE WAY TO YOUR HEART AND YOU WILL SAY I WALK IN PEACE LOVE AND HARMONY FOR THE SPIRIT OF THE WOLF IS HERE TO STAY

from zockendland :

All I can say is....Dang!

from dulligirl :

I wish your someone was there with you now. I'm sorry you seem so down. You've got friends here and in real life. It will all be alright sometime soon I'm sure. Take care.

from candoor :

your notes are welcome whenever they arrive, I understand... please look for the light, even if it's not visible in the darkness, and choose a path that allows you to keep in touch with those your love... obstacles rise and fall, people bounce back, the caring remains...

from candoor :

missing the words...

from xander :

It's dangerous to tell your secrets to just anybody. You're brave.

from xander :

great diary. I'm really really impressed with your writing. Very poetic. Something you don't see everyday. I'll be back. Later Days;-)

from oldpenguin :

I think that picture of the hands and that says it all. What a beautiful thing to have happen. I hope you get to meet Nicholas real soon! OP.

from the-shed :

TOMORROW, SAID THE OLD MAN __________________________ I once knew a blind man who could see with more than eyes He could see your pretensions He could see through all your lies He knew when you had gone astray He knew when you'd done wrong It doesn't take much to know the way Until the signposts have all gone I stopped to take a drink of wine with an old man by the road The day was hot, the miles were long, I bore a heavy load He looked at me and shook his head And pointed to the sky I know, the old man said, that tomorrow I will die To save some time, I dug a hole and laid him in his grave I carved a cross And said some lies About how he'd been so brave The night grew near, so I said farewell and went upon my way The clouds were dark and threatening The sky a sombre grey But I cared not for the cold and rain Nor the north winds icy blow I took my rest in a country lane Resting in the warmth of the snow � The Shed 2002

from rae-babe :

That is a beutiful story!! Fate has a way of catching up with us in the end in such wonderfull ways. I hope he's as wonderful in person as he sounds in your story. Congradulations!!

from candoor :

I watched a Discovery channel show about the universe today that ended with the line "so what is the sound of one hand clapping"... fine irreverent show it was... merry happy to you :)

from candoor :

You release emotion so well... but then, you absorb it even better... for knowing loss, that is a double edges sword.

from the-shed :

The Rack, which is the most well known of all Torture devices, is used to pull the Victim�s Wrists and ankles in opposite directions. This Would slowly tear the body apart. The Rack Is usually about fifteen feet in length, with Turn able wheels ate each corner. Each wrist And ankle are tied to a length of rope. The rope Runs to each wheel and is attached, so that every Time the wheel is cranked, the rope shortens And stretches the Victim. This will dislocate The arms, legs, and eventually, the spine. Spikes can by placed down the center of the Table, this would lead to the disembowelment Of the victim, slowly, if you only crank on two Wheels at one end.>>>>>> For loved ones....

from orlok :

Hi ... just wanted to drop you a note to say that I hope you are well :-)

from ettu-skit :

lumberjacks rock

from zockendland :

Sweet new background! Its amazing! I'm not sure how long you had it because I been offline for about a week! Hope to catch up... -Zock Q. Endland

from the-shed :

VIGILANTE ------------ The crisp pathway breaks underfoot / With the rapid, heavy tread. / Echoes bounce from the tenement wall, / Swirling around his head. / The nights' cold air makes him catch his breath. / A searing, bitter wind / Blows through his limbs. / A night for fear, for death. / Searching the shadows for a sympton of life, / To ease his tension and pain. / A flicker of life in his dungeon of hate / As he screams out his murderers name. / Tearing the night with an unearthly cry, / A moment to cherish and treasure, / A time of remembrance. / A time to reflect, / On a moment of death-giving pleasure. / �the-shed

from i-cut-deep :

i know how you feel, sometimes i wish that i could just get rid of the people who tottaly piss me off, i think people are assholes.

from ettu-skit :

only by night, by day i am a mild mannered reporter for a major metropolitan newspaper... hand me my thigh high pvc stilletos and those nipple clamps...

from candoor :

I really hate presuming, but it appears you are upset and yet it also appear I've missed part of the story... like the who what where when why how huh?... if this doesn't inspire laughter or at least a smile, then vent some more. A lot more :}

from ettu-skit :

i am the lizard queen!

from candoor :

wonderful... ironically, or symmetrically, or is that syncronicitally?... anyway, I ate carrots tonight... for shame, but feeling healthy just the same.

from acid-reflux :

So when do you want to hang out?

from acid-reflux :

I'm super-awesome. Thanks for asking. *smooch*

from acid-reflux :

Heya sexy mama. How ya doin?

from candoor :

we carrots love you.

from ettu-skit :

it's always the sweet and innocent seeming ones that turn out to be whip wielding nymphomaniacs with a fetish for leatherclad midgets and pineapples... not that i'm complaining, mind...

from ettu-skit :

is this the part when i say something incredibly wrong and grotty like "who's your daddy?"... hooray for reverend maynard...

from the-shed :

STORM CLOUDS Growing ever darker, passing ever closer, Blinding me with bolts of black light. Forcing me to my knees, Weighed down with oppressive force, Prostrate before my nemesis. Begging for mercy, I spit in my own face. Contemptuos laughter echoes around me. Mocking my tears of pain. I howl at the darkness, With impotent rage. Helpless before the onslaught. Battered and bloodied, I cry as a child, Alone. With dawn comes respite, From the cyclone of hate, Washed ashore with the wreckage of life. But the days grow much shorter, the nights ever longer, For on the horizon, The storm clouds are gathering. � the-shed 2003

from orlok :

Wow ... that was very touching. Have a good holiday :-)

from intralemma :

Thanks for not taking me off your list, I wasn't trying to back stab you or anything. Maybe I'll take you up on your email offer, thank you.

from candoor :

yes, true, and your choice of lyrics too.

from ettu-skit :

tis called absurd humour from I Am Weasel, sweety!

from rite153 :

aww. i hope you feel better. i would love to help, but me and relationships just don't go. i'd probably fuck up the situation more. so no meto mi cuchara. but if you need someone just to listen attentively, i'm willing to do that.

from ettu-skit :

oh my... whatever blows your skirt up, big boy!

from dulligirl :

Damn, I love that song (Everlong) and just reading the words make me love it more. Thanks.

from zockendland :

Once again another amazing photo! I still wonder where you find the stuff like these! -Zock

from ettu-skit :

oh goddes! you even like the Cure too! how divine...

from zockendland :

I still LOVE Your pictures and cool poem

from ihartmafia :

i unlocked my diary, but you must know that im only a highschooler who is still learning about her writing. i have a few poems in older entries..and a few proses...but mostly just entries that talk about my day and how stupid school is. enjoy! :)

from zockendland :

Your writing is sweet! That zombie entry is my fave! Where you find the picts?

from ettu-skit :

thankyou for your lovely comment, your writing is also very beautiful.

from rite153 :

ay tia! no me asuste! haha. take care lea

from candoor :

these days I enjoy reading you more than I enjoy reading me

from i-cut-deep :

megan has left me. it is horrible when you love someone but they dont love you. i still need her but i have to go on. I am going to find someone who will maybe love me back like i loved her. if you would like to you can write me my e- meil address is [email protected]

from i-cut-deep :

i love the labyrinth, i have the movie and i watch it over and over again. you have very beautiful writeing, i have become very intriuged.

from the-shed :

WEB OF DIAMONDS� Ten to the sun the diamond shines� Reflections flow in all directions� Cut, polished, smooth, refined� Seeking out the right connection.� The spiral web reaching out� Capturing in its well spun trap� The merest shadow of a doubt� A race for life in its final lap.� Jewelled eyes piercing the dark� Waiting for the green light� Pouncing, biting, making its mark� Panther, master of the fight.� Come with me to the dance of death� Weave your patterns of light and shade� Savour with me your final breath� Watch the candle light flicker and fade.� RESIST� Resist� resi...� �The Shed 2001

from ettu-skit :

god bless The Labyrinth

from orlok :

Thank you for the kind words about my diary. I've only scratched the surface of yours, but I look forward to the ride to come.

from relicofold :

Thank you for your note, I wasn't quite expecting it. You have a very nice diary and I like your writing as well as the images you put with it. And I think you are right. Thank you again. Maybe we can chat sometime, talk is always good.

from juxtap0ser :

very nice diary

from amorrequiem :

You're last... was quite beautiful, moving...

from the-shed :

Atomic Rooster from Atomic Ro-ooster LP 1970. Winter (Vincent Crane) Spring Is Past - Winter's Coming On. Summer's Dead - Winter's Coming On. All Of My Hopes For The Future Now Are Gone. All Of My Battle's Are Lost, For Time Has Won. Where Is Hope - Winter's Coming On. Here Is Fear - Winter's Coming On. Look In The Mirror And All I See Is Time. Stare At The Remnant Of Life That Once Was Mine. Killed By Time. What Is The Point Of Going On? What Is The Point Of Going On? And On, And On, And On? Spring Is Past - Winter's Coming On. Summer's Dead - Winter's Coming On. Look In The Mirror And All I See Is Time. Stare At The Remnant Of Life That Once Was Mine. Killed By Time. What Is The Point Of Going On? What Is The Point Of Going On? And On, And On, And On, And On. What Is The Point Of Going On? What Is The Point Of Going On? And On, And On, And On?

from obiggle :

I was attempting to add an entry to my diary when I saw a banner that looked very much like the Rocky Horror lips. And that attracted me here. So I'd like to say this: freaky cool. System of a Down rocks my world.

from smurffluver :

Enjoy reading your diary,you have a very interesting life :)

from acid-reflux :

damn woman. You are a kinky little thing. He better be happy with you

from acid-reflux :

OK, I gotta ask. Whats he MOST TABBOO?

from blaiyze :

Hypnotic personality....yes. chick magnet....hardly.

from spiffy12345 :

Good diary!

from candoor :

yay for promotions!

from i-love-tia :

hay hay, um, i feel really dumb, but i was just bored, and scannin thoguh diaries, and the raven at the end of ur thing caught my eye. E.A.Poe is the best writer on the whole fuckin planet. No one will ever compare to him. anyway, um, i write a lot too, and i was wondering, since your prolly like a lot older than me, if you could and would give me some pointers sometime please. e-mail me when ya get a chance if you don't mind at [email protected] look forward to hearin from ya. bye--Bradley--I LOVE TIA p.s. you can write good

from blaiyze :

Happy Halloween!

from rite153 :

congrats on the promotion! now go hit the mall! (j/p)

from zockendland :

I love your diary! Keep writing!

from maskedmofo :

Heh, I took that picture on the train. That's really cool of you to post it in your diary!! cheers --MMF

from celtickatt :

Nice diary! I feel for your friend, her husband is a dick! That's awesome as hell about your psychic friend! (P.S. In case you're wondering, I found you through your banner.) ♥

from everoboto :

Thanks for the note. I am, in fact, the Eve of Disco The Kid fame. I got my own digs here at D-Land though, and when I'm not playing the role of Disco's consultant, I spend my time making the world safe for heavy metal. \m/

from discothekid :

Holy fuckin crap I had no idea about this! Thank you so much. Yeah you can email me at [email protected] until my server goes back up. Seriously Lea, I can' thank you enough.

from everoboto :

Hi, I found you through one of your banners. Nice profile. I see you like a lot of good stuff. Cool! \m/

from acid-reflux :

Hey, I'll have you know I have never once worshipped a cabbage. A bell pepper, yes, but never a stinky old cabbage.

from funda :

I have been away, but not gone, just ruminating and rambling in other places. Climbing imaginary mountains and getting lost on the other side. I resist email, but perhaps one of these days. Your asking tickles me, thank you largely. Grumble out the frustration of the unfairness at work, and keep your eyes open for a better deal somewhere else. I will come around the mountain again.

from blaiyze :

Ah. There you are. Is that your picture on your site? *Blaiyze gazes intently into your eyes*

from banshee-rose :

Bosses daughters are a real pain in the ass. I hope things improve maybe she will totally screw up and he will realize he made a big mistake. But hey if you get tired of it and leave might as well make a scene and get some enjoyment from putting them in their places.

from oldpenguin :

Wow, your diary is great! Don't ask me how, why or when I got the authority to say that, but there it is, I just did. You write a very engaging diary. And all that stuff about the end is near.... that'll have me checking if the sky is falling for weeks! Thanks for that. Pleasure to read. OP

from banshee-rose :

Thank you

from the-shed :

THE SNAKE PIT A snake pit of writhing, tortured humanity Rejecting the world in which they were born Each in their own way past caring Each in their own way past redemption What do we do when they won't react? What do we do when they won't respond? Back into the shell, back into the past Drug induced normality I don't remember I don't know Cure all chemistry

from the-shed :

The Sermon is an original by the-shed, The End is by The Doors

from banshee-rose :

Who sings that song? Its good

from the-shed :

SERMON ------ I can see who you're trying to be. So don't dream my dreams for me. I don't need your misconceptions, Or false promises of resurrection. Don't make me long for a promised land, I don't want to see your final stand. I've had enough of myths and lies, Foolish dreamers and satanic spies. I've had enough of your war and hate, Misguided offerings on collection plates. You've given nothing for two thousand years, Only blood, fear, and lonely tears. Don't make a cross for me to bear, Can't you see that I just don't care. Like a leech living on desperation, A mass murderer, feeding off starvation. Don't blind me with delusions of Eden, When your children lie, dying and bleeding. Lift your veil of lies and try to see, Why life eternal means nothing to me

from funda :

I see the note and look up to see your banner and I think maybe DLand is telling me something. So I smile. I often smile when the universe provides syncronicities. It matters as much as we want it to matter, no more and no less. I enjoy everything more when they matter. I also hurt more. It is kind of like a roller coaster or walking a tight rope, the higher it is, the more exciting and also the more dangerous. Balance is important.

from funda :

Sometimes life is stranger than fiction (especially since we make it up as we go along).

from rite153 :

man! that year is the same year i heard it on tv, well, sort of. it was talking about the mayan culture and how they predicted the end. it was... i know it was december, but i'm shaky on the day... it was the 26th or 25th, and it said it was gonna be 2012. or... 2022... one of those. but it still freaks me out (and check out how much it'll suck for me, i'll still be 20somthing, probably still in school!)

from rite153 :

hahaha, i wouldda been one too if my mom wouldn't have been as anal about me not speaking english in the house (maybe that's the reason as to why i'm not as articulate in ANY language)

from rite153 :

you're one talented young lady! you're really gifted (not like me, i'm pretty... umm, well, just not as articulate as yourself). therefore, i added you to my buddy list if you don't mind.

from discothekid :

I will make sure Bonez holds yours until Tuesday and I will have the guys sign it. DId you order it already?

from discothekid :

ha ha ha ha...I would go with the new one. Last Summer's Parade. That's my favorite. And it wasn't recorded in our basement.

from acid-reflux :

Sounds like a simple case of AstralProjection. If you dont know what going on it'll scare the hell outta you.

from discothekid :

Okay THAT was fuckin' funny.

from discothekid :

Ewwww did you just call me daddy? Yikes! HA HA HA

from discothekid :

anytime...

from acid-reflux :

Nice, very nice.

from discothekid :

That's totally one of my favorite albums of all time

from the-shed :

Razzberry Mockery Paralyzed in sensitivity I smoked a drink, humor is coming over me I sprung a leak on society Ignorance, it used to follow me Treachery and hypocrisy I figured out my crazy sexuality I'm not the way I used to be Cleanliness has thwacked me off my feet Keep on keepin' on Just walk on through And don't be scared Pollinate another sour seed Politics - it's criminal and greed They're buttered up and full of grease I know your kind, facades don't work with me It's warm inside a crucifix Narrow flow, shame on you you bitch The earth's a mess and feeling cowardly Disrespect, razzberry mockery Keep on keepin' on Just walk on through And don't be scared It's warm inside a crucifix Narrow flow, shame on you you bitch You're still the fool and your perception is bleached My chance has come to purify the weak Keep on keepin' on Just walk on through And don't be scared http://www.keithcaputo.com

from the-shed :

Pretty bird with feathers falling Pretty as a lady calling For her pink and midnight lover As she stares into the water And a yellow moon is rising And there can't be no disguising That the pretty bird is dying With a silver arrow lying at its side Rivers of blood, oceans of tears, life without death, and death without reason To the whole United Nations, To your greatest expectations To the moment that you realize As a dark figure slips from out of the shadow Pretty bird closes its eyes, pretty bird dies Another pretty thing dead on the end of the shaft Of the Zen Archer A man in parts forgotten With an outlook that is rotten And an attitude to match it Finds relief inside a hatchet And he halved someone in Boulder Justifiability is in the hands of the beholder And you just don't know what people will do next Mountains of pain, valleys of love, death without life, and life without meaning To the promise kept and broken To the love that's never spoken Just as surely as I'm in your ears A dark figure slips from out of the shadow http://www.tr-i.com/

from beagle47 :

thank you, sincerely, raven. Poe lady. poet lady. and, peace. (and i really mean that).

from the-shed :

I am a clone, I am not alone Every fibre of my flesh and bone is identical to the others Everything I say is in the same tone as my test tube brother's voice There is no choice between us, If you had ever seen us, You'd rejoice in your uniqueness and consider every weakness something special of your own Being a clone, I have no flaws to identify Even this doggerel that pours from my pen has just been written by another twenty telepathic men, word for word, it says: "Oh, for the wings of any bird, other than a battery hen". But that's the spirit of the age, That's the spirit of the age...

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