Tuesday, Apr. 02, 2002 - 1:57 a.m.

Right, mister online diary thing. You shall have new content, and I shall make sure you shall you shall oh yes. AND...it shall be a product of derangement, for I said it shall, and I'm always right.

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For once upon a time lived a squirrel. It spent most of its time in trees, or scurrying around the wood floor collecting nuts for winter.

One day a large green tree lizard with a more technical name than that decided to live in the tree also. This pleased not the squirrel, so the squirrel decided the only available course of action was to do something. But the lizard ate the squirrel because it wasn't quick enough. The lizard then lived in the tree and ate things.

The moral of this story is obvious, so I shall not bother explaining it.

Also, the events of this entry were not based on anything remotely factual in the slightest. In fact, it's not even based on something remotely imaginative...It's just a squirrel being eaten...I mean, what?! Where's the sense in that?

Am I rambling?

Good, that was the intent.

Oh...damn...I've killed my flow by encouraging it.

Squeee....