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Extracted by ankakay on 02 Mar 2007 at the ridiculous hour of 12:26 am under the aegis of: contemplation, sleep-deprivation, ego, dorky fun, rehash and smash, test, write it, confessions, why is anything anything, speshul, weather, lame winter, snow storm, shenanigans like, fickle fodder, mindchatter AHH, testing Mother Nature, art in form, art in content hmm
I got a huge kick out of this
Thanks to CmdrTaco, the illustrious Rob Malda - here’s the link to his online poem-generator and code over at CmdrTaco.net.
I edited out weird-ass symbols and/or attempted to translate the HTML char. set values, yadda - do I ever use too many single and double […]
Extracted by ankakay on 01 Mar 2007 at the ridiculous hour of 9:46 am under the aegis of: aging, contemplation, life, images, pics, discovery, introspection, anxious avoidant, sleep-deprivation, celebration, photography, end of the world as we LOVE it, obsessive compulsive, awesome, confessions, anxious anxious, seasons, weather, lame winter, mother nature
Spring… COME ON DOWN!
Not that our Winter was anything to talk aboot…
Somebody’s getting closer to ‘pushing thirty’ this month…
Is it YOU?
Welcome to Ruminative Recoil 101
If you’re wondering…
I’m afraid so am I!
But not to worry - you may have come to the right place. Or you could just be hopelessly lost beyond all reason, in which case - stay put; you’re right where you should be.
I go by the aliases Recidiscursive and Ankakay, and I’m a twenty-something dudette suffering my dexterous drivelling to facilitate the greater unknown of sanity and self-recovery. My writing ‘drugs’ of choice are poetry, Frantic Napkin poetry, short prose fiction (some may show up here) and … this blog!
The wheels are spinning, destination is unknown (for this blog, as it is for life in general). But pixel-by-pixel and with enough curiosity to decimate a legion of inculpable “im in ur” what-have-you kitties, I live, learn, drivel, and then (hopefully) lather, rinse - repeat.
Welcome to my humble home.
I promise I rarely bite and when I do - it’s usually down onto myself! ;)
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Lost in the Music. . .
Link!