Dear Diary

[beargryllz]

Today I was going to do platehouse but we wiped immediately and I had to run all the way across the world to get my body and drag my group to the zone in and I looted all my stuff before I got rezzed so I'm ranting in the rants and flames forum

Am I doing it right?

[xtraball]

Been there, done that...

[Spyder73]

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[Whirled]

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Roadhouse.

[Bruno]

It's been a bad week for Swish. Guy is just continuously getting dunked on.

[Ahldagor]

Originally Posted by Bruno [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.]

It's been a bad week for Swish. Guy is just continuously getting dunked on.

How many Britons play in the NBA?

[Bruno]

Originally Posted by Swish [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.]

I can always count on this guy to call a biased play by play. Still mad from the BDA era til the end of time. Where are they now by the way? They went very quiet since Agnarr launched. Very quiet indeed.

I don't know how I feel about you having dreams about me being in BDA. Your phychosis is getting worse. If you didn't understand what I just said, I'll give you a clue. I have never been in BDA or even had much interaction with them lol. Some of my ex guildies originated from there. That's about it. Take your meds pal.

[Sirban]

I hope you die again

[skarlorn]

this is a suicide diary

[Lune]

Dear diary,

Sometimes I feel that this planet is owned by devils. Sometimes I feel like my friends don't even know who I am. And my family belongs to some other me. Sometimes, I need to be one with nature. I wanna frolic with the polycorns, and run amongst the braintrees, in the brainforest.

So I go to the city park by the lake. Walking potion:

• 10 parts sugar
• 90 parts whiskey

If it's cold out, I take a bag of chowder. And in the summer, I take a bag of banana chowder. Once there, I look for the dreamgirls, and I see the daymares, and the talking shadows, bonding over disgusting things. I see the perfects, and the laydowns, and the hunched-ups. I watch the followers looking for punchmeat. And I notice the pnasexuals wigglin down the lane with their shades on. Sometimes, if I'm fast enough, I catch a glimpse of the brain-fuckler. Just fucklin the shit out of everyone. And we don't even know it. But mostly, I try and look for the dreamgirls. You know, if you try sometimes, you just might find, you get what you want.

I have a big coat, with big pockets. Sometimes kittens get in there. It's cool with me, as long as they keep their hook socks curled. I look for wizard turds in the forest, cause I was once told they could be rolled into gold. Sometimes I go to the lake and sing songs to the lake about the lake. Once, a goose clapped.

Today on the road I saw something important. I like to think that they died while hugging, and that a person hadn't arranged them afterward. I found a soft tree, and I leaned up there, until the stars put on their makeup. I calmed down and focused my chi. It's good to have a chi-hammer at the ready. Then I saw a second important thing that night. Hmm. You know, I felt pretty wise. Shit matters. Even if we can't figure it out, even if we are ruled by devils, even if my days don't mean anything, I just hope that I die while hugging, and not while in a wine drinking contest.