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Lindalë Lalaithwa: Filling an empty house
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The Song of Laughter. Friday, June 28, 2013. Filling an empty house. Even Maggi is gone. Home will be empty. I will fill it with music. And Baby will fill it with bawling. Sep 15, 2013, 1:07:00 PM. Two years later, she starts filling her blog at least. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Just to remind me that you're really gone, Samwise. Just some wittering gabble. Life The Nothingness And Everything. The Chronicles of Muster. The memoirs of me. Rhyme and no reason. The stuff of boredom. A vision of fra...
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Lindalë Lalaithwa
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The Song of Laughter. Saturday, June 04, 2011. I've just had the most traumatising experience. I wanted to pee. - No, wait. I have to tell you what I'm wearing. It's a dress, or a frock. I don't know. It's this green plain thing that comes almost down to me knees. It's got pockets. I needed to pee. So, naturally, I went to the bathroom. Our. Thank god I keep a clean toilet. Oh I'm so glad it was my toilet. My clean white toilet. Jun 9, 2011, 11:26:00 PM. Have you a niuw phone! Jun 17, 2011, 10:55:00 AM.
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Lindalë Lalaithwa: The Seventh : Weimaraners and Squice Do
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The Song of Laughter. Wednesday, September 03, 2008. Weimaraners and Squice Do. Muster was on the dining table. Right in the middle of it, exactly where Ma didn’t. Everything he could find with his really, really sharp, pearl-white teeth. Muster did not. Like him. He had noticed, however, that the dog liked him very, very much. He even had a little sign on the door that said. A week later the sign on the study room door changed to. Weimer’s battered cardboard box was moved into the corner of the ro...
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Lindalë Lalaithwa: 06/01/2013 - 07/01/2013
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The Song of Laughter. Friday, June 28, 2013. Filling an empty house. Even Maggi is gone. Home will be empty. I will fill it with music. And Baby will fill it with bawling. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Just to remind me that you're really gone, Samwise. Just some wittering gabble. Life The Nothingness And Everything. The Chronicles of Muster. The memoirs of me. Rhyme and no reason. The stuff of boredom. Things that make Lalitha wish she had a blog. The Chronicles of Muster. A vision of ...
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Lindalë Lalaithwa: Kill the Harbinger
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The Song of Laughter. Sunday, April 24, 2011. I hate Sundays. I would really like them if I had something to look forward to on Monday (apart from classes where I learn oh so much) but I never do. There never is anything to look forward to on Monday. It's the same old Monday all over again. I hate Sundays. Sundays suck. Labels: Just some wittering gabble. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Just to remind me that you're really gone, Samwise. Just some wittering gabble. Life The Nothingness And Everything.
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Lindalë Lalaithwa: The Third: The Coconut
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The Song of Laughter. Monday, May 07, 2007. Muster yawned. Another day had dawned. He sniffed the air. It smelt just like yesterday. He decided it wasn't worth waking up five minutes earlier than he usually did and went back to sleep. The whole week had been rather boring and uneventful and he was. Close to doing something. Step 1: X screams, "Argh! What's the litter box for? Or something along those lines). Step 2: Muster mumbles sleepily that litter boxes are for cats and. Step 5: X screams at him.
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Lindalë Lalaithwa: Woo hoo!
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The Song of Laughter. Tuesday, March 15, 2011. I am done with this nightmarish quarter! Ok so I shouldn't be calling it nightmarish. It was not so bad. Yes, the neuroengineering course was just about as useful as Kapli's Field Theory class in the third semester. well, almost. I'm bitter, I tell you! Let's get past that, shall we? I'm going to miss neuroanatomy. That was the best course ever! Hello, the rest of my life! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Just to remind me that you're really gone, Samwise.
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Lindalë Lalaithwa: The Sixth : Weimaraners and Squice Do Not Get Along
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The Song of Laughter. Thursday, June 14, 2007. Weimaraners and Squice Do Not Get Along. 8220;Ma,” X said slowly and carefully. Ma was reading a book. It was about nine and they had just settled down after dinner. “Hmmm? X was wondering the same thing. “Ma,” she said, one last time, and paused. Just as Ma was going to say, “Lia,” exasperatedly, she blurted out, “can we get a puppy? Ma sat up and spinning around instinctively she spotted Hasufel, who gingerly walked up to her. “A what? 8221; she said.
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Lindalë Lalaithwa: 04/01/2011 - 05/01/2011
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The Song of Laughter. Sunday, April 24, 2011. I hate Sundays. I would really like them if I had something to look forward to on Monday (apart from classes where I learn oh so much) but I never do. There never is anything to look forward to on Monday. It's the same old Monday all over again. I hate Sundays. Sundays suck. Links to this post. Labels: Just some wittering gabble. Saturday, April 09, 2011. Have you ever been at peace with yourself? 8230; and so I hear the Beatles sing:. And float down stream.
