lena and i have discovered the most amazing game ever. it is to create [something resembling] a sentence, wherein every word starts with the following alphabet letter. for example:
and by candles damned effortlesly for good hell in just knowing llamas made no opinion parted queens ready stern to under violins wondering xylophones you zoo.
after bacon comes demon effigies fondling great health in just keeping lampoons motivated never opening portals quarterly really stern teachings under "velocian" wanderers Xtreme young zebras
Altered beets come down easily from grand hammocks is just keen learnings meaning none open perinial quilts restoring some tainted unviverse with xeens younder zeffers
alexander beat candy dogs enough for grouling handlings in johns kitchen lying mans no opinionated poops quiling rest stoffers to unified veiling wonder x-chromosone youthfuling zurie
amazing benign catalysts damage every fine grood hottie in juxtaposed kite lovin' monosaccharides naught overly propinquitous quandries stating too usefull virginity was x-the-variable younger zingers!
and all was come to darkness.
recap: this weekend i went to lakeshore for the writers retreat. o the joy. it was amazing. maybe ill at some point post some of the stuff i wrote there. maybe not. i have math homework. i already did biology and it was lame. mouse burned me Wicked and i swear on the souls of my dead relatives that Defying Gravity made me cry. its so nice. ten points to mouse for that. and ten points to sean for fetching us a good table at lunch today despite the rain and everyone flocking inside. and ten points to mulan for COMING OUT ON DVD TOMORROW. and ten thousand points to morgan for being the best and reading her poem to the class and giving me someone with whom to see huckabees this weekend. anyone else wanna come? then come.
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where is hell are my points sara i wasted all that time on those sentances! NO HELLO KITTY TOASTER FOR YOU!
I liked your pom better. HEY, thanksfor the points. I'm gonna eat them on a slice of bread. (I'm listening to a song called love, love, love. The lyrics are "The three things I like most of all are love....looooooooove...loooooooove.)
--morgan
Astounded beasts criticize Devin's ever forgotten ghost, hands in jackolanterns kiss lamentedly man's nothingness, ostentatious people's quirks ring softly too, underneath view were x-rated zealots.
aaah but Carol eats foreign goats held in justified knowing Larrys mother, not on Quails' raised stomachs tied under veils with xylophones and zebras
I'm leaving this to see if anyone notices
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Humble thyself in the sight of the lord
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