-You make me feel like I'm 10 feet tall.
-To own a butterfly collection.
-Took lots of pictures so that you could pretend you were there with me.
-Library books are due Feb. 21
-To learn how to fold paper swans.
Sunday, January 31
Friday, January 29
Thursday, January 28
A Random Me. A Random You.
- How it works: I will give you whatever you want for all the cartwheels you're doing for me.
- Riding with Strangers.
- I pull down the moon and put it in a drawer.
-“In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.”
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- Riding with Strangers.
- I pull down the moon and put it in a drawer.
-“In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.”
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Killing Floor
Clot- basic zombie, grabs you.
Crawler- little bug thing. Small, weak, and goes after the person closest to death.
Gorefast- has a one arm with a blade in it, runs fast and does good damage.
Bloated- a fat slow zombie, spits poison at you and explodes into poison if you shoot it too much.
Siren- slow, but screams as a radial attack, it's scream destroys explosives.
Stalker- semi invisible, fast, does good damage, but dies easily.
Scrakes- has a chainsaw for an arm, strong, and rushes you when they get close.
Husks- long range fireball attack, strong.
Fleshbounders- biggest enemy other than boss, if you do a lot of damage to it at one time or ignore it for too long, they get mad and run really fast. Does massive damage and chases after one player at random.
Patriarch- the boss, has rocket launcher and chaingun for an arm, can go invisible, can heal himself, and has powerful melee attacks.
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Sirens, clots, crawlers, stalkers, scrakes, and fleshbounders. All this talk makes me want to play. Oh boy.
Gotta start practicing on my shooting skills!! :O
Crawler- little bug thing. Small, weak, and goes after the person closest to death.
Gorefast- has a one arm with a blade in it, runs fast and does good damage.
Bloated- a fat slow zombie, spits poison at you and explodes into poison if you shoot it too much.
Siren- slow, but screams as a radial attack, it's scream destroys explosives.
Stalker- semi invisible, fast, does good damage, but dies easily.
Scrakes- has a chainsaw for an arm, strong, and rushes you when they get close.
Husks- long range fireball attack, strong.
Fleshbounders- biggest enemy other than boss, if you do a lot of damage to it at one time or ignore it for too long, they get mad and run really fast. Does massive damage and chases after one player at random.
Patriarch- the boss, has rocket launcher and chaingun for an arm, can go invisible, can heal himself, and has powerful melee attacks.
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Sirens, clots, crawlers, stalkers, scrakes, and fleshbounders. All this talk makes me want to play. Oh boy.
Gotta start practicing on my shooting skills!! :O
Saturday, January 23
Adventuring Again.
Last Adventure day we:
We became time travelers for the second time.
We climbed a mountain of rocks in heels.
We played with cards in the middle of a State Forest.
We encountered a could-be-serial killer.
We got a little lost.
And we lost the race with the sun.
Today we:
We went to the beach!
We saw the sun set up close and personal.
We got somewhat lost on Fire Escape Rd.
We saw a ladybug in the ocean.
We became time travelers for the second time.
We climbed a mountain of rocks in heels.
We played with cards in the middle of a State Forest.
We encountered a could-be-serial killer.
We got a little lost.
And we lost the race with the sun.
Today we:
We went to the beach!
We saw the sun set up close and personal.
We got somewhat lost on Fire Escape Rd.
We saw a ladybug in the ocean.
Wednesday, January 13
Words by Pablo Neruda
-Crepusculario.
-I adore you in the sorrowful bones of dust and lime.
-My soul is an empty carousel at sunset.
-But the hour of vengeance falls, and I love you.
-Alone in the loneliness of this hour.
-Oh magnificent and fecund and magnetic slave of the circle that moves in turn through black and gold.
-Drunk with pines and long kisses.
-In the moist night my garment of kisses trembles, charged to insanity with electric currents, heroically divided into dreams and intoxicating roses practicing on me.
-Your parallel body yields to my arms like a fish infinitely fastened to my soul, quick and slow, in the energy under the sky.
-You arrive like the dew to the cupped flowers.
-Stories to tell you.
-The solitude crossed with dream and with silence.
-When I have reached the most awesome and the coldest summit my heart closes like a nocturnal flower.
-Who writes your name in letters of smoke among the stars of the south?
-So many times we have seen the morning star burn, kissing our eyes.
-I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.
-Eres como la noche, callada y constelada.
-You are like the night, with its stillness and constellations. Your silence is that of a star, as remote and candid.
-I loved him, and sometimes he loved me too.
-Love is so short, forgetting so long.
-Era la alegre hora del asalto y el beso.
-Cold flowers are raining over my heart.
-It was the happy hour of assault and the kiss. The hour of the spell that blazed like a light house.
-Turbulent drunkenness of love.
-It is the hour of departure, the hard cold hour which the night fastens to all the timetables.
-Oh all that my spent heart can't embrace.
-It is a shipwreck in a void, with a surrounding of tears.
-dressed in chains and carnations.
-I am alone among rickety substances.
-Into the night of the heart.
-Boy, my advocate, my amorous one.
-You are like the beginning of autumn.
-There's an absence of flowers.
-Living dangerously like a heavy-headed lily of thick consistency.
-I adore you in the sorrowful bones of dust and lime.
-My soul is an empty carousel at sunset.
-But the hour of vengeance falls, and I love you.
-Alone in the loneliness of this hour.
-Oh magnificent and fecund and magnetic slave of the circle that moves in turn through black and gold.
-Drunk with pines and long kisses.
-In the moist night my garment of kisses trembles, charged to insanity with electric currents, heroically divided into dreams and intoxicating roses practicing on me.
-Your parallel body yields to my arms like a fish infinitely fastened to my soul, quick and slow, in the energy under the sky.
-You arrive like the dew to the cupped flowers.
-Stories to tell you.
-The solitude crossed with dream and with silence.
-When I have reached the most awesome and the coldest summit my heart closes like a nocturnal flower.
-Who writes your name in letters of smoke among the stars of the south?
-So many times we have seen the morning star burn, kissing our eyes.
-I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.
-Eres como la noche, callada y constelada.
-You are like the night, with its stillness and constellations. Your silence is that of a star, as remote and candid.
-I loved him, and sometimes he loved me too.
-Love is so short, forgetting so long.
-Era la alegre hora del asalto y el beso.
-Cold flowers are raining over my heart.
-It was the happy hour of assault and the kiss. The hour of the spell that blazed like a light house.
-Turbulent drunkenness of love.
-It is the hour of departure, the hard cold hour which the night fastens to all the timetables.
-Oh all that my spent heart can't embrace.
-It is a shipwreck in a void, with a surrounding of tears.
-dressed in chains and carnations.
-I am alone among rickety substances.
-Into the night of the heart.
-Boy, my advocate, my amorous one.
-You are like the beginning of autumn.
-There's an absence of flowers.
-Living dangerously like a heavy-headed lily of thick consistency.
Wednesday, January 6
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