Eldritch Life.

Jan 12, 2006 01:00


Hmm.  I... hmm.  It... hmm.

I should begin again.

It feels like I should be apologizing to someones... or something of the like.  But I certainly cannot place my finger on what is making contemplate something of the like.

In either case, Ulthar has bitten my heel, which means all the windows are closed and he cannot step out.  I must go rectify ( Read more... )

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playful_jane January 12 2006, 04:10:57 UTC
You can type! How very unexpected! After all these months, I hadn't thought you'd remember how.

Thankfully, Snippet is quite content to sit in my lap and purr. He hasn't forgotten his last trip outside, poor creature.

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chaucer_volante January 14 2006, 03:13:51 UTC
'O Lovie myne, thou nevere writest mee
My lyttel kytten misses thee,' said sche
'Ulthar' and 'Snippet'? Loveres swete? O plese!
Is it their cheesiness or cats that make me sneeze?

Juste playin' witcha, you crazy kids. As you were.
Though Y do hope you caght the punne on kyttene.

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burning_blake January 14 2006, 08:23:03 UTC
All you need are rugose tentacles, and you're set!

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