|Always the April Fool|
I'm sorry for your loss, Dweller.
*hugs to you*
|Weirdy American Tart Thing|
*hugs* from me too.
Minister of Kraftwerk in the Realm of U & P, Order of the Pineapple with frond for advancement in Nap studies.
The brain: not always amenable to logic. ~Hive
|Part-time avant garde shrubbery inspector who breaths fire and lets out a mighty YAHR!|
Discordian Priestess, Keeper of the Golden Pine-Apple.
Has Been Assimilated.
blog or not
|of the sparkly hair brigade|
wish i could do this in person
The 75 Delirians?
Umm well, number 2 is off sick, 38 is suffering from a mild case of sanity, and 74 has
run off to the world of men to spread sparkly gigglepops to their drab civilization.
Is she nuts?
Oh yes, she scored very highly on the entrance exam!
|Freelance metaphor inspector|
You have my sympathies, Jim. You're in my heart today, my friend.
my condolences dweller
-not back with a vengeance, more like a dull thud followed by a scared wave-
|enlightened website user|
(not his real name)
So sorry to hear about that Dweller.
|*Special Achievement Award Winner 2010* shines on like the stars|
Hugs for Dweller and his family.
Life is too short to read a bad book.
|Has no front teeth|
I'm so sorry. Love to you and your family.
Fandangling across the moony sky,
went the Beezee bold as brass,
side-saddle she sat, on a big painted bat,
shooting moonbeams out of her a(censored)e.
Isn't sanity really just a one trick pony, anyway? I mean, all you get is one trick, rational thinking! But when you're good and crazy¦ooh ooh ooh the sky's the limit!
|is currently hovering somewhere near Saturn|
thinking of you today
Limertilly: A pagan deity forgotten by man and therefore banished to the realms of memory and darkness now remembered by a young girl in downtown L.A. in the form of a dream and therefore freed to reap your revenge on the people who discarded you, thereby forcing said girl to learn to use her innate yet awesome powers as a soothsayer to gather forces of the Earth to defy you and once more banish you to your cold, cold prisoooooon
My sister's band, what I am very very proud of: www.bit.ly/toodar
|now available in colour!|
love and prayers dweller, will be thinking of you today
~credo quia absurdum est
I believe it because it is absurd~
~bibamus, moriendum est
Let us drink, for we must die~
|is imperfectly illuminated|
*hugs* sorry to hear it, Jim. Thoughts go out to you today.
*is currently impressed*
I'm so very sorry, Jim. *hugs* and love to you and your family.
~ Non-Mod-Amy, aka Amy of the Lost Ark
You are a Bookholder. To prompt, or...LINE! (not to prompt) --not to prompt. That is the question. Whether t'is nobler to suffer the slings and arrows of a bad memory, or to take arms against a sea of textual deviations, and...LINE! (by opposing) --by opposing them...LINE! (end) --end...LINE! (them) --end them...LINE! (to prompt, to correct; no more; and by a correction to say we end the heart-ache of a really terrible performance) You didn't have to give me the whole thing! I know it!
|was not written by a man named "Cougar"|
I'm so sorry, Dweller. You're in my prayers. *hug*
*more hugs from across the pond*
"Truth! Justice! Freedom! ... And a Hard-boiled Egg!" - Terry Pratchett, Night Watch
My condolences and *hugs* to you and yours, Dweller.
ego forceps ergo ego forceps
"Is that Ms Ephemera hovering over the croquet lawn?"�
"Indeed m'lud. She's marshalled all the haggle-dans. Missy-twigs and vale-nymphs from Claypole Woods. Apparently she intends to tear this house down and dance on the ruins."�
"Well, Chives, you'd better start the car, what? And pack my tennis things too"�
--- Joe 3Heads
Thanks, all. She was very ill towards the end, in ways that don't warrant repeating, and it was, in its way a blessing that she died, but it's still difficult, particularly since I'll be the only direct family member who won't be able to attend the funeral.
"Why are there ghosts in the kitchen punching each other in the balls?" - Aidan, "Being Human"
"Christianity has not been tried and found wanting; it has been found difficult and not tried."
- G.K. Chesterton
My moderator voice is red.
|has no knowledge of the Munich Incident, so stop asking|
I'm sorry to hear this Dweller. I'm glad passing on came as some sort of relief to her.
I'm sorry, Jim. I hope you can find some closure even if you won't be at the wake.
I'm alright. Don't nobody worry bout me.
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