Ow, poor Alice... from moi [email] [homepage] 11:43 am - Tuesday,April 16, 2002

Hospital stays are not fun. I still cannot comprehend why you enjoy them. Not that I'm a bad patient or anything, I never complain, no matter what they do to me. I've always been good with doctors. I just let them whip out those weird instruments of medical science and probe away! That said, I've noticed how much this guestbook has suddenly died, so I decided to sign it. I will tell you some useless information about what is happening in my life, just because I can't think of anything else to say. I got my new Dell. It's faster than my old computer. I also played this computer game called "Alice". It's a really bizarre, violent, messed up version of Alice in Wonderland. You see, Alice was called back to Wonderland and found it to be a wasteland instead. The evil Queen of Hearts and her ruthless minions took over and enslaved everybody. Cheshire Cat is mangy looking, and has an earring, which I think is gay, because he's a cool character in the game otherwise. So anyway, she has to fight her way through IMPOSSIBLE scenarios until she finally has to battle the queen. Of course, I used cheat codes to play, because the game is literally impossible without them, trust me. Anyway, everybody she loves gets killed, Rabbit, even Cheshire Cat, and she fights the queen who reveals her true form. What is her true form, you ask? Why, it's Alice. Then you realize that Alice is fighting herself. Wonderland is just a figment of her imagination. She's in a mental ward because when she was younger, her family burned to death in a fire, and she did nothing to save them. So, overcome with guilt and grief, she went insane. But when she defeated the queen of hearts, she was actually regaining her sanity, and she woke up from wonderland in perfect mental health and was released from the hospital. Touching, isn't it? Why am I so interested in this game, you ask? It's because it's violent and bloody, and you have to massacre thousands of enemies, that's why. from Pharaoh [email] [homepage] 12:03 am - Monday,April 15, 2002

SIGN ME SIGN ME SIGN ME!!!!!!!! from The guestbook [email] [homepage] 6:57 pm - Sunday,April 7, 2002

Yes, so lonely is my guestbook... *looks at the 9 pages of it* yeah, shut up. from moi [email] [homepage] 7:45 pm - Wednesday,April 3, 2002

Okay, I'll bite. What is red woman? Is it a reference to communism? from Pharaoh [email] [homepage] 1:24 pm - Friday,March 29, 2002

Alright, question. How come in Japanese the "u" is sometimes silent? Tasuki and desu come to mind... And there was something else, but I forget now. Ah well. from moi [email] [homepage] 11:13 pm - Wednesday,March 27, 2002

I'll have you know that it was VERY painful to come here and read you diary. Never shall I read thee more, alas. (Sorry, that's the Huckleberry Finn talking) SNOW DAY!! YAY!! By the way, I'm a faery who was kissed by the pixies too. Tee hee!! from A very brazen harlot [email] [homepage] 6:28 pm - Tuesday,March 26, 2002

I don't judge you now, and I will never judge you be a fualt or flaw you have. Only be your your cheerful, bright personality. By your cute comments. I do love you, and care, and I won't use anything you tell me effect my opinion of you. But you have to understand that it is hard, talking to you, after all the things you've said to me and called me. But I can't talk to you without such trepidation, becuse I feel like I missed something. I feel as if you still hate me, like you did before. I'm sorry if you think i'm being mean, or selfish. but..... *HUGGLES YOU* n.n; We'll get past this. I love you! Lei-Okie: *kisses you* =^.^= Meow! from Danny [email] [homepage] 10:54 am - Saturday,March 23, 2002

I feel I must also respond to the entries concerning that decadent and disgusting musical, "Rent". Isn't it coincidence that the scumbag playwright who wrote this garbage was struck dead right before it opened. I had the misfortune of seeing this ghastly apparition of entertainment in Philadelphia a year and a half ago. I mean, come on people. A play about scumbag druggies, fags, lesbians, drag queens, sluts, and AIDS carriers. It glorifies their filthy way of life. There wasn't a single decent person in the entire show. This is no play, it is an abomination. I saw it with two girls who were once friends of mine. They thought it was great. I said, "What was great about it, it was disgusting." They went on to try to "educate" me in the "ways of today". How the lifestyles presented there are valid and wonderful choices and I should accept them. It just showed me how they have been brainwashed by the liberal filth who have infiltrated our society. I mean, they actually believed that this was a portrayal of an ideal society. What shit! No. I will not accept them. The play was awful. Thank you very much, my rant is over. from Pharaoh [email] [homepage] 6:08 pm - Friday,March 22, 2002

Wow, you have tornado drills? That's wild stuff. I wish I had a tornado drill. Also, your diary is getting all the more elaborate and bizarre. You silly European you. To liven this place up, I shall post a poem written by Queen Elizabeth I. It's going to look gay because this guestbook doesn't allow me to properly space out the text, but oh well, I'll just have to wing it. When I was fair and young, and favor graced me, Of many was I sought, their mistress for to be; But I did scorn them all, and answered them therefore, "Go, go, go, seek some otherwhere, Importune me no more!" How many weeping eyes I made to pine with woe, How many sighing hearts, I have no skill to show; Yet I the prouder grew, and answered them therefore, "Go, go, go, seek some otherwhere, Importune me no more!" Then spake fair Venus' son, that proud victorious boy, And said, "Find dame, since that you be so coy, I will pluck your plumes that you shall say no more, "Go, go, go, seek some otherwhere, Importune me no more!" When he had spake these words, such change grew in my breast, That neither night nor day since that, I could take any rest. Then lo! I did repent that I had said before, "Go, go, go, seek some otherwhere, Importune me no more!" from Pharaoh [email] [homepage] 5:36 pm - Friday,March 22, 2002

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