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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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Bill Door nodded. Of course there had been a mistake. Anyone could see there had been a mistake. He tossed the overalls in a corner and took up the robe of absolute blackness. Well, it had been an experience. And, he had to admit, one that he didn't want to relive. He felt as though a huge weight had been removed. Was that what it was like to be alive? The feeling of darkness dragging you forward? How could they live with it? And yet they did, and even seemed to find enjoyment in it, when surely the only sensible course would be to despair. Amazing. To feel you were a tiny living thing, sandwiched between two cliffs of darkness. How could they stand to be alive?~Terry PratchettSource: Reaper Man
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