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When our tails fall off...: March 2006
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When our tails fall off. Tuesday, March 28, 2006. Princess Dee has run away, Griz has gone into her writers workshop and Suzy's on the treadmill! While I came up with these. IV Pink Tushy - A stuffed toy resembling a. Made of pink velvet and very comfortable under the neck while on a drive/flight, under my arm while reading agatha christies, under my head while taking that quick nap, etc etc. But it has to be in Satin. VI Bag-Shorts - Do you see a bag? VII SkirtTop - A pink sleek item number! Sudden acti...
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When our tails fall off...: April 2006
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When our tails fall off. Thursday, April 27, 2006. Quite big and ugly huh! When I come back I find the mansion up and the wasp hovering every once in 10 minutes with bits of food in its mouth for the members inside. Ouch, so he had kids in there as well. I tried to sweep them away from my window sill, but the mansion had firm foundations. And me the monster. I feel yucky and guilty of murder, charge me oh Wasp! Posted by Ducking Giraffe at 10:09 PM. I played God,. The scent of dead. Yet, in some -. Then,...
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When our tails fall off...: July 2006
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When our tails fall off. Friday, July 21, 2006. With a face like a pan. Loved and loved dearly too. One whom we know as Tan. But sad Mary Anne. Fought like a man. To forget her love. When loved another, our Tan. And today Mary Anne. Girlfriend and much loved by a Ivan. Hears of her old love. A heart-broken and shatterred Tan. Cannot help her mind or her hand. As she sends to Tan an email. Consoling, exciting all at one. Sat on the lap of another man. Hoping for a reply someday. From her old flame Tan.
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When our tails fall off...: November 2005
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When our tails fall off. Tuesday, November 29, 2005. For some reason when friends get married. It is associated with a certain kind of going away. Another butterfly that used to make my life real cozy leaves today:). Wish you all the happiness there is . Hope you do come back though, in whatever new form u plan to take. Posted by Ducking Giraffe at 7:19 PM. Thursday, November 24, 2005. The stars are falling . The stars are falling on my roof,. Some crash in through the window pane. The stars have fallen.
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When our tails fall off...: December 2005
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When our tails fall off. Friday, December 30, 2005. He, the one whose birthday it is. Today is his birthday', said Joe, the doe to Sue, the sow. So, you planning to bake a cake? Hahaha, and eat it all by myself? Joe asked back sarcastically. Wouldn't he like a cake baked on his birthday? Sue didn't care but still asked. He would.', Joe dreamt of that last birthday together. Then why dont you? Joe was not listening I suppose. Sue liked Joe's cakes at times. Sue ensured her share. How much longer will.
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When our tails fall off...: May 2006
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When our tails fall off. Thursday, May 25, 2006. Exchanging looks with a cute stranger! Exchanging looks with a cute stranger! Have you ever exchanged looks with a stranger whom you found, say, cute! On a bus ride, across the streets, in the lift, in a passing car, at the mall? You know that thing dont you? Its not those fatal attraction kind of thingies,. Not even those 'wow, that stranger looks so good' kind of thingies. More like a 'hey there. I think you are cute! Well, here's what happened yesterday.
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When our tails fall off...: September 2005
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When our tails fall off. Friday, September 30, 2005. When she walked towards me. I couldnt tell whether it was an. Apparition or whether I wasnt. Wearing my glasses. Was I suddenly. I strained my eyes. A bit and realized that everything else. Was crystal clear. So it wasnt me, it was her. I could make out that she had wild long hair,. But her eyes, nose or anything that was a feature. Was a blur - and I almost found myself. Had told us that the forest does not allow. Maybe because I didnt run away. PS : ...
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UnGrowing Up in Reverse Gear: January 2007
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UnGrowing Up in Reverse Gear. Charming princess met the knight. She was swept off her feet. Little grown ups trotting the globe, that is what they were and these are their odes! Sunday, January 21, 2007. Loved one duly acknowledged. The night is drawing to a close and soon enough the hustle bustle of the morning would begin. I have a few more hours of quietude. Left before the nocturnal bird in me starts to respond to nature's demands of somnia. Section. The rest of the pdf. Caught on the net. She spent ...
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When our tails fall off...: February 2006
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When our tails fall off. Tuesday, February 28, 2006. I confess that these words. I throw around is like drinking. Soup in a slurpy way. You've heard them all. I confess that my jaw was broken. That slurpy is no better than I can get. Wave your hand and give a shrug. Not much would be obvious to those. Outside the crystal ball. And I confess that between. Two noisy groans pass. A million silent ticks. Posted by Ducking Giraffe at 11:31 PM. Thinks she can write,. But all she can do is. Booo sounds like me!
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When our tails fall off...: October 2005
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When our tails fall off. Monday, October 24, 2005. A knot in my throat ,. So I'll let him speak . Creep into thy narrow bed,. Creep, and let no more be said! Thou thyself must break at last! Let the long contention cease! Geese are swans, and swans are geese. Let them have it how they will! Thou art tired; best be still! They out-talked thee, hissed thee, tore thee? Better men fared thus before thee;. Fired their ringing shot and passed,. Hotly charged -and sank at last. Let the victors, when they come,.
