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[nekowafer]

Put your MP3 player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first is the title.

"Born to multiply, born to gaze into night skies"

I won't believe every lie, just 'cause you said you're mine

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[starcheckered]

hey! i have this ferret thingy that's supposedto be a hammock that i want to give to you. i bought it for my guinea pigs & they have never, ever, used it. so it's clean, i've even washed it. it's adorable, too!

i'm just like you. all i ever do is hang out with my bf or go to work. occasionally hang out with people but i can't drive now (no insurance/no license) so i can't really do anything else cause all my friends are bums & can't drive either :(

[nekowafer]

Oooh. Yeah, ferrets love hammocks.. if you want I can give you this cute hidey-hole thing I made for Waffle that he decided he didn't like. I dunno if piggies like things like that?

Not driving has all sorts of downfalls.. at least I've never driven and gotten used to the convenience, it sucks you can't drive!