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Breaking the silence

Posted on March 11, 2004February 28, 2022 by KZ

Check out my blog. You’ll notice that I haven’t been writing in it nearly as frequently as I used to. Sure, Final Fantasy XI has played a significant role on that front, but it’s not the entire reason. And contrary to popular belief, it’s not as if I have nothing left to say, because I…

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Fixing a Faux Pas

Posted on October 25, 2003February 25, 2022 by KZ

Kevin: boo Vanna: *half-hearted shriek* Vanna: too tired… ^_^; Kevin: i wanted to thank you for being responsible for the 1000th SantaBearCam visit Kevin: you are the winner! Kevin: ::fanfare:: Kevin: ::balloons:: Kevin: ::confetti:: Vanna: am i?!? Vanna: *gasp* WAHOO!!! Vanna: *rolls around in confetti* YIPPEE! Vanna: what glorious fun! Kevin: lol Vanna: ha ha…

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525,600 Minutes

Posted on April 6, 2003February 23, 2022 by KZ
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To Those Who Have Found My Blog Through Yahoo and Google:

Posted on April 4, 2003February 23, 2022 by KZ

I’m sorry that I muddled up your search and diverted your attention from what you were originally looking for. I have no pictures of Rocky J. Squirrel, no gray comforters for sale, nor even pictures of Pamela Anderson or Dr. Aki Ross in a bikini. I only wish I could offer you a “‘go screw…

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Now, with a certainty which never after deserted him, he saw the planets -- the 'earths' he called them in his thought -- as mere holes or gaps in the living heaven -- excluded and rejected wastes of heavy matter and murky air, formed not by addition to, but by subtraction from, the surrounding brightness. And yet, he thought, beyond the solar system the brightness ends. Is that the real void, the real death?~C.S. LewisSource: Out of the Silent Planet
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