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 Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2009 1:12 am
Kas and I have the most incredible idea. I really shouldn't write it down just in case someone gets a hold of this dia- journal, but... well, more on that after we're done working out the logistics of the plan. Oh Shards, but we are going to be rolling in marks.
... I hate lice.
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2009 11:20 pm
(A page has been scrawled on here, which S'van does not remember writing. In fact, if he goes through the other pages of his book, he may realize some of them have been altered - mostly with hearts around Nan's name, three underlines around "I'll never live it down", and "I hope that Okassis doesn't find out".)
In the Weyr of Ista there lived a man,
Just as dimglowed a man as a dimglow man can,
Who had on his skin an impressive-like tan,
And wrote in his diary of kisses of Nan,
But never at any time made in his plans
The thought that this man, this poor dimglow man,
Might just one day so strangely hap-pen
To leave your fardling diary out where everyone can see it. Nice poetry, S'van!
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 12:23 pm
Okassis is such a jerk. He got into my dia- journal, and wrote stuff all over it, but whatever. I have so much to say and not enough time to say it in. I'll write more later.
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