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Note 16.0 The Little Things In Life 425 replies
LEVVAX::PGA0625 "Jane... stop this crazy thing!!" 19 lines 5-MAY-1993 11:28
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From the primoridal soup of the Notes world a topic is born. Old
topics that were reduced to dust and ash provide substinence for new
topics. This is one such topic.
Some seem to look at the negative side of things rather than the
positive. Some of these positive things manifest itself in smaller,
and sometimes less noticeable forms. This topic is for the discussion
of these such things in life.
Take for example dropping a glass in the dining halls and having
it bounce seven times on the hard, tiled floor, but yet it doesn't
break. Or finding out that class was cancelled when your alarm clock
didn't wake you up from class. Even having that odd "Armless Victory"
in Time Killers qualifies.
Have fun with this new topic, and be levitous!
M-n-C
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LEVVAX::PJB4288 "The Incredible Blurf" 26 lines 31-AUG-1993 15:41
-< Tiny Toons ARE levitous!!! >-
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One of the best little things in life is Tiny Toons Adventures.
So I hereby deliver news of the rebirth (sort-of) of TTA.
Article 7265 of alt.tv.tiny-toon:
Xref: isc-newsserver alt.tv.tiny-toon:7265 rec.arts.animation:8947 rec.arts.tv:29791
From: rjung@netcom.com (Robert A. Jung)
For those of you who remember the 1993 Internet TINY TOONS Viewer's Poll,
one of the more interesting sidebar diversions was a collective letter effort
to Warner Bros. Well, months after Tim Susman culled the words and sent 'em
off, a reply comes back from Tom Ruegger's office at Warner Animation!
Most interesting to net.toonsters is the confirmation that two hour-long
TTA features are in the works! April 1994 features the toons in Fort
Lauderdale for spring break, and October 1994 has a sendoff of Halloween! As
Tom says, "The hour format is new for the Acme Acres gang, but as long as
Plucky gets clobbered by the end of Act 3, we feel confident we'll be in good
shape."
Unfortunately, Tom has no news on the resumption of regular episodes of
TTA, opting instead to promote the upcoming ANIMANIACS! project. Which is
why we continue to urge everyone out there to keep writing...
NOTE: I'll post the addresses to write to in support of TTA if you
wish. -Pete
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LEVVAX::ABL4290 "The one, the Prime." 5 lines 2-SEP-1993 14:58
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Little Banjo is one of the most obnoxious little things in life...
but he is flagrant and individual, too.
Sol
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LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Ewok from the Bronx" 7 lines 2-SEP-1993 15:05
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Cheesecake and hot gossip between girls. That's such a little thing
that means so much.
Ewokie
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LEVVAX::ABL4290 "The one, the Prime." 4 lines 3-SEP-1993 09:43
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We gotta fill this topic up before Paul comes back!!!
Solenoid
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LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Bite me! It's fun!" 12 lines 3-SEP-1993 13:51
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Red leather whips and off-the-shoulder red dresses.
Funny looks from the residents of Ellingson.
Good friends.
Parties with good friends.
Making new friends (Say hi to whats-her-name for me, Sol!)
liz
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LEVVAX::ABL4290 "The one, the Prime." 6 lines 3-SEP-1993 14:25
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(Her name was Danine' ... will do, Liz!)
Congrats on your new-found wenchness!
Sol
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LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Bite me! It's fun!" 15 lines 3-SEP-1993 15:49
-< Metalworking is cool... >-
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Why thank you... and I had no clue how to spell her name... :)
Let's see....
the near-sexual feeling of playing with a piece of metal...
the elation that follows making a beautiful piece just the way you
planned it...
the surprise and thrill of an accidental success...
I love my work!
Liz
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LEVVAX::JMS3520 "All this and I cook too" 3 lines 3-SEP-1993 16:00
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The little bugs that secreete the cool green ooze in your toes.
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LEVVAX::CJW3890 "Run Brother! Run!" 4 lines 3-SEP-1993 16:07
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eating said bugs so they can secrete out yer bowels too.
Tas
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LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Ewok from the Bronx" 12 lines 3-SEP-1993 16:19
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...a vibrating alarm clock.
...tight jeans.
...money
...a nice warm blanket on a cold rainy day.
Ewokie
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LEVVAX::JMS3520 "All this and I cook too" 4 lines 3-SEP-1993 16:21
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someone to hold
--Phantomstalker
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LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Bite me! It's fun!" 8 lines 3-SEP-1993 16:33
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cold beer and good friends.
ticklish kender
Liz
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LEVVAX::CJW3890 "Run Brother! Run!" 7 lines 3-SEP-1993 16:34
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hey hey hey hey I resemble that remark....
er I mean....
Tas
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LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Ewok from the Bronx" 11 lines 3-SEP-1993 16:36
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...playdough
...clay
...douche bags
...the Mc Donald's happy meal
Ewokie
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LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Bite me! It's fun!" 11 lines 3-SEP-1993 16:52
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.... little plastic trinkets from happy meals
.... little rubber hamburgers from Gracie's
.... cold Spaghettios with meatballs, straight from the can
.... a 3-pack of Pixie Stix right by my side
Liz
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LEVVAX::ABL4290 "The one, the Prime." 15 lines 3-SEP-1993 17:02
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... freedom of the mind
... contemplating the Upper Levels of LEV
... the reassurance of knowing that those you care about are
nearbye
;;; fish heads
::: imagination
''' being one of the last ones
Solenoid
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LEVVAX::GKB3790 "I have a home!" 12 lines 4-SEP-1993 10:56
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-- good Mexican food
-- a place to live
-- spandex
-- apple juice
-- teddy bears
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LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Bite me! It's fun!" 23 lines 5-SEP-1993 13:38
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..... good movies
..... pixie stix
..... Playgirl
..... girl talk
..... laughter
..... dancing in the middle of the sidewalk
..... tickle fights
..... wild imaginings
..... Barney bashing
..... parakeet soup
Liz
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LEVVAX::ABL4290 "The one, the Prime." 10 lines 5-SEP-1993 13:44
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... Barney with a copper sword thru him
... Star Trek
... Electric Sheep
... Gummy Gagh
Sol
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LEVVAX::GKB3790 "I have a home!" 5 lines 5-SEP-1993 17:40
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-- me, Barney, a Mack truck and a deserted stretch of road
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LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Ewok from the Bronx" 22 lines 6-SEP-1993 09:59
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...Barney and a bottle of arsenic
...girl talk
...good gossip
...play fights in public
...money
...a clean room
...clean underwears
...rabid chipmunks
...cuddling
Ewokie
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LEVVAX::PJB4288 "The Incredible Blurf" 1 line 6-SEP-1993 10:36
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...my new Warner Brother's catalog.
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LEVVAX::CAS9140 "coed naked vax" 11 lines 6-SEP-1993 11:03
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>
> ... Electric Sheep
>
> ... Gummy Gagh
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> Sol
when I was cruising through this topic, I read "gummy sheep" when
I got to this portion of Sol's post. struck me real funny.
Pook
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LEVVAX::JMS3520 "All this and I cook too" 6 lines 6-SEP-1993 14:07
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...cuddling...
...being with friends...
--Phantomstalker
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LEVVAX::CJW3890 "Run Brother! Run!" 7 lines 6-SEP-1993 15:58
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....rain running down yer face and a nice cool breeze.
....the smell of rain.
....not having to work for a few days.
Tas
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LEVVAX::BXG5360 "O' Captain! my Captain!" 3 lines 6-SEP-1993 16:00
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snuggling.
-me
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LEVVAX::ABL4290 "The one, the Prime." 126 lines 6-SEP-1993 16:04
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The One, The Prime
The sky
The wind
The grass
Setting an insect free that has been in your room
Watching water
Watching toothpaste in a plugged sink
Eating Vegetable Protien
Cultured Yogurt
Second Decades
Being an Alumni
Sweeping Dust Hippos out from under your Bed
LifeForce for Nintendo
X-Men!
Spiffy finally winning a match in the boxing ring
Nabisco
The True Meaning of VAX
Cement when it is wet
Your head when it is wet
Having rain-repellent hair
Realizing that Rain is just the Angels Spitting and the Cherubs
Drooling
And conceiving what the Thunder REALLY is :)
God on vacation
Being LEV
Learning that the Second Year is really only another Beginning.
Knowing that someone cares about you
The Future
The Past
"Never let go, never look back"
VAXfishes
Contemplation of one's actions, for good or ill, proves that we are all
alive... the exhiliration is not in the outcome, it is in the
enthusiasm of the choice.
Janus
The Great Ones
The reassuring feeling of being wrong... it is lonely when you have
nothing left to learn.
-sophomore-
{
Super Sonic Skeletal Psychic Rabbit
Dimensional Hierarch
SPACE MUSIC
The rhythm of the stars
within, without
No hate, no pain, no tears
LevCrusader
Her head on my shoulder
VAXA,VAXB,VAXC,VAXD,VAXE,VAXF,VAXG,VAXO,LEVVAX
Uncle Nate
Abadoxx
ceiling wax and sealing wax
Enya
The battle in the Skies
DoubleBack
88 mph
Intercepting transmissions from the SmokeDuster
Germany Prime
Taco Bell
Smoking Old Ladies
Ms Pac-Man
The color within
Good Physics
The pen is mightier thasn the sword, but pens leak
An open eye, an open mind, an open heart
Sol
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LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Ewok from the Bronx" 25 lines 6-SEP-1993 16:57
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...home cooking
...Elmo
...Alf
...Tiny Toons
...Beavis and Butthead
...GoGo
...milk
...water
...money
...a license to drive
Ewokie
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LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Bite me! It's fun!" 26 lines 6-SEP-1993 17:54
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..... red
..... art markers
..... a certain guy falling off a cliff real soon
..... chromium compounds
..... chlorinated hydrocarbons
..... single rooms
..... lust
..... dreams
..... late nights
..... wierd friends
..... time zones
Liz
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LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Ewok from the Bronx" 11 lines 6-SEP-1993 17:56
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...long nails
...Playgirl
...Bonbon's
...friends.
Ewokie
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LEVVAX::GKB3790 "I have a home!" 14 lines 6-SEP-1993 18:22
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--dolphins
--apple juice
--good music
--soft beds
--warm blankets
-Cav
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LEVVAX::CAS9140 "coed naked vax" 4 lines 6-SEP-1993 18:37
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...brief flatulance
...in a semi-filled room. :)
Pook
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LEVVAX::JKK7796 "THE MAD HATTER" 5 lines 6-SEP-1993 20:17
-< bathtub flatuance >-
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flatuance in a bathtub...no matter how old, what sex, etc. you are, you
still get a big kick out of it...
the mad hatter
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LEVVAX::JED5264 "Look Mommy! It's the UPS man!!" 7 lines 6-SEP-1993 20:49
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yeah, so what's your point? :)
or pissing in the shower.. same thing :) hehehehehehe
J
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LEVVAX::JDD9642 "onothimagan" 6 lines 6-SEP-1993 22:05
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...the sameness we all share
...the differences between us
...pizza
jd
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LEVVAX::ABL4290 "The one, the Prime." 7 lines 7-SEP-1993 01:15
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here's to the differences...
... getting showered for your B-day in CSH at 1:00 in the morning when
you are breaking from Calc...
Sol
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LEVVAX::JDD9642 "onothimagan" 2 lines 7-SEP-1993 07:51
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Well happy b-day Sol! :)
jd
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LEVVAX::CJW3890 "Run Brother! Run!" 3 lines 7-SEP-1993 09:48
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Yeppers, Happy Birthday, Sol.
Tas
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LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Ewok from the Bronx" 7 lines 7-SEP-1993 11:38
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...a Solenoid with a birthday (happy burpday buddy :)
...a nice warm blanket and hot cocoa on a cold day.
Ewokie
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LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Bite me! It's fun!" 18 lines 7-SEP-1993 13:11
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Happy Birthday, Sol! (Nice of ya to tell me! :P)
... feathers.
... a brand new jeweler's saw and ring vise (Yay!)
... creativity.
... running behind but still making it to class early.
... snickers bars
... wipe-off marker boards. (woof!)
... lunch breaks.
Liz
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LEVVAX::ABL4290 "The one, the Prime." 9 lines 7-SEP-1993 13:35
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Thank You All for your B-day wishes...
Appologies, Liz, but to let that one go would have made me more prone a
showering target in CSH... but that's passed.
Second Decade, it was fun...
Sol
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LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Ewok from the Bronx" 6 lines 7-SEP-1993 13:37
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...finding Sol and shoving him into a shower :)
Ewokie
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LEVVAX::ABL4290 "The one, the Prime." 4 lines 7-SEP-1993 13:38
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My hair -did- protect me for the 1st 30 seconds, anyway...
Sol
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LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Ewok from the Bronx" 4 lines 7-SEP-1993 13:40
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...farting into a jar
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LEVVAX::ABL4290 "The one, the Prime." 22 lines 7-SEP-1993 13:47
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Losing Jaiman, Tas, Fnord, AND Cav today before lunch... egah!
Liz's Ring and Card
Bry's Illegal Poster Snatching
Doc's Unsuccessful quest for Beevus & Butthead
Paul's Kermit the Frog Voice
Being High in the elevator
My excellent friends
Darwin's Pepsi
Dead little Keebler
And the Bratty Freshman who wouldn't respond to my MSG's
Sol
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LEVVAX::ABL4290 "The one, the Prime." 6 lines 7-SEP-1993 13:47
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Also, Ewokie for trying to rub the hair off my head...
(how could I forget?)
Sol
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LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Ewok from the Bronx" 25 lines 7-SEP-1993 13:50
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:)
Sol's wonderful hair
Jamin's "bunny" voice
Liz's spells
Paul's company
Tas's promises
Ninja's promises
Cree's moodiness
Sherm's smile
Ewokie
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LEVVAX::CAS9353 "The Revealing Science of God." 16 lines 7-SEP-1993 17:12
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My smile? EGgggaaaddd!
... Being high on the elevator with Sol. ;)
... Having wonderful friends.
... protozoans.
... last night's fog! :)
... dining at China Gate. Ugggggghhhhhh! I can't remember the name
of that awesome place in Brooklyn!!! :(
Sherm
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LEVVAX::CJW3890 "Run Brother! Run!" 14 lines 8-SEP-1993 08:19
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...promises? uh oh
...four people sitting around a lunch table and asking at the same time
"Where's Sol?" then pointing at everyone else and saying "He followed
you." Sorry bud. :)
...Paul can move in with me in Ewokie's room. All he has to do is the
dishes.
...Waking up every half hour during the night.
...doe liscences, maybe I'll get two deer this year.
Tas
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LEVVAX::ABL4290 "The one, the Prime." 9 lines 8-SEP-1993 09:36
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(S' okay, Tas... I was like, "Ahhhh... this way!" Then, "No... where
did they say we were going?" Then, "Ahhhh, t' heck w/ it!" I got some
nice tasty Gracies food in the end anyway...)
Paul's return!
Yay, Pimper!
Sol
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LEVVAX::PJB4288 "The Incredible Blurf" 3 lines 8-SEP-1993 12:26
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....fast cars.
...little traffic.
...cute nurses in the emergency dept.
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LEVVAX::MLK2287 "Yeah, it's against my religion!" 8 lines 8-SEP-1993 16:23
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...and this cute quote from Bugs Bunny:
"Ain't I a stinker?"
MOe
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LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Bite me! It's fun!" 17 lines 8-SEP-1993 17:30
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..... jeweler's saws
..... free medieval garb (looks great on me!)
..... hugs
..... "previously enjoyed merchandise"
..... Fribbles
..... butt joints
..... The SCA
Liz
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LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Ewok from the Bronx" 19 lines 9-SEP-1993 13:49
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...Paul's visit
...Sol's concern
...fnord's patient ears
...Liz's company
...Cree to sharpen my reflex's
...Phantomstalker's clothes
...Tas as a roomate
Ewokie
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LEVVAX::MLK2287 "Yeah, it's against my religion!" 8 lines 9-SEP-1993 14:33
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....my MAC and my comics.
MOe
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LEVVAX::TLR8799 "The Joker" 8 lines 9-SEP-1993 16:21
-< I get duckbumps...huh?...oh, goosebumps! >-
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....watching football players making huge hits on other players.
....watching freshmen stumble around the campus like a bunch of drunks.
....seeing your friends again after 3 months.
....reading and posting in Lev Society.
The Joker
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LEVVAX::CAS9140 "coed naked vax" 4 lines 9-SEP-1993 17:40
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>...Cree to sharpen my reflex's
...and your nails!
Pook
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LEVVAX::CJW3890 "Run Brother! Run!" 11 lines 9-SEP-1993 19:32
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You can hide under the bed with me Cree. :)
...Physics Quizzes and no calculators. ugh.
...Paul
...Gracies
...absent parents
Tas
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LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Ewok from the Bronx" 10 lines 10-SEP-1993 10:52
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...Alf comics!
...Alf cards!
...Alf on television!
Ewokie
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LEVVAX::JBG2941 "Everbody lies about SEX!" 9 lines 10-SEP-1993 11:40
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ALF???? HE went out with the days of old...
my little things in life is hearing those threee words...
I LOVE YOU!
:) J
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LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Bite me! It's fun!" 12 lines 10-SEP-1993 12:10
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.... running into Jenn in Gracies
.... hanging with Ewokie
.... the nude model in my class (she was cool!)
.... charcoal dust
.... new friends and old partying together over beer and funky food.
Liz
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LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Ewok from the Bronx" 17 lines 10-SEP-1993 12:11
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I have three words too..
...I love Alf!
...Elmo
...Go-Go
...Yoda
...Little Banjo
Ewokie
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LEVVAX::ABL4290 "The one, the Prime." 4 lines 10-SEP-1993 13:56
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Yeah, Little Banjo is certainly one of the Little Things in Life.
Sol
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LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Bite me! It's fun!" 9 lines 10-SEP-1993 16:44
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So was my first ex's......
Intellect.
What did you think I was going to say?
(batting eyelashes innocently)
Liz
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LEVVAX::ABL4290 "The one, the Prime." 8 lines 10-SEP-1993 16:58
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:)
bananna
Sol
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LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Ewok from the Bronx" 9 lines 10-SEP-1993 18:44
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...someone to scratch my back!
You can never get enough of those.
Ewokie
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LEVVAX::JED5264 "Q-Tips are better than sex" 9 lines 10-SEP-1993 21:31
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Seeing Liz at Gracies and not having her tell me to go to hell like
that other guy did...
buying a new toy.... :)
(an expensive new toy, but it's worth it)
J
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LEVVAX::PJB4288 "The Incredible Blurf" 2 lines 10-SEP-1993 22:08
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...having Dad pay for car work tmrw...and a tank of gas for that matter
:)
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LEVVAX::TLR8799 "Whadya mean, Doc? Not insane?" 6 lines 11-SEP-1993 13:22
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Not to sound crude or anything, but a woman to stay warm with during
long, harsh, cold winter nights. Ahh!
The Joker
-Well, there's always the cats who like to stay warm by sleeping under
the cover with me.
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LEVVAX::JMS3520 "Twang...Twang...Twang" 4 lines 11-SEP-1993 13:59
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.....Holding Ewokie and snuggling on a cold night wrapped in a blanket.
--Phantomstalker
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LEVVAX::TMR3915 "The 'u' button is broken? NNNOOOO!!" 7 lines 11-SEP-1993 15:47
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The look of the woman I had breakfast with the other morning. Her
eyes were fantastic.....And I can't get her off my mind....I'm obsessed
with a woman that could care less.
Thats what makes life worth living.
The White Ninja
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LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Bite me! It's fun!" 12 lines 11-SEP-1993 16:34
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.....friends who catch you when you fall. (Thanks again, guys. I DO
feel better. :) )
.....cartoons.
.....funky sword designs.
.....the feel of a good, heavy piece of metal.
Liz
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LEVVAX::JFO8808 "Jayce" 6 lines 11-SEP-1993 22:27
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... autumn air.
... nothing like it to get me all hot and bothered...
--- Jayce
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LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Bite me! It's fun!" 9 lines 12-SEP-1993 12:17
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..... beer bottles.
..... Tart 'n' Tinys.
..... scared kender fleeing before the wrath of Liz.
Liz
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LEVVAX::CJW3890 "Run Brother! Run!" 5 lines 12-SEP-1993 18:46
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....A running area code. Who knew? :)
....Swingsets and chain bridges at midnight.
Tas
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LEVVAX::AMA4524 "Angel of Music" 16 lines 12-SEP-1993 23:02
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...stumbling upon a good movie on a quiet afternoon...
...hitting that C above high C just right while washing dishes
(singin along with Phantom o de Opera)
...the hazy "between" you find yourself in, just before you wake up but
you aren't quite asleep... esp after a good dream that leaves you
smiling when you finally wake up...
...being held... even if it is only a dream...
...dreams, fantasies, imagination, curiosity... all those things that
make us unique, all those things that make life not too bad...
Angel of Music
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Note 16.80 The Little Things In Life 80 of 425
LEVVAX::JGM7683 "VAXMAN Returns!" 1 line 12-SEP-1993 23:22
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Having Tony answer my messaging (see top of screen, Tony)
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Note 16.81 The Little Things In Life 81 of 425
LEVVAX::GKB3790 "I have a home!" 11 lines 12-SEP-1993 23:46
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...Pina Colada flavored refreshing malt beverage.
...Chi-Chi's Mexican restaurantE.
...the beach.
...cool Autumn breezes.
...dogs.
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Note 16.82 The Little Things In Life 82 of 425
LEVVAX::JKK7796 "THE MAD HATTER" 12 lines 13-SEP-1993 00:15
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...ewokie picking my nose
...tas giving me hints on how to get back at ewokie
...pookie and the aerosmith concert (heh heh)
...ewokie sitting underneath the table at nate's with three guys
sitting up with giant smiles on their faces :)
the mad hatter
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Note 16.83 The Little Things In Life 83 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Ewok from the Bronx" 15 lines 13-SEP-1993 09:13
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...inflicting pains on all those that trapped me under the table. :)
...calling Sherm after a certain time, being my mouthy self :)
...trying to eat one of the mini weenies the mad hatter and Pookie were
eating.
...sneezing my head off all over again.
...being a friend.
Ewokie
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Note 16.84 The Little Things In Life 84 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Bite me! It's fun!" 7 lines 13-SEP-1993 12:28
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....slaying Tas (area code?)
....sugar sludge.
Liz
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Note 16.85 The Little Things In Life 85 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Ewok from the Bronx" 7 lines 13-SEP-1993 13:38
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...cheesecake
...true friends
Ewokie
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Note 16.86 The Little Things In Life 86 of 425
LEVVAX::TMR3915 "The 'u' button is broken? NNNOOOO!!" 3 lines 13-SEP-1993 14:38
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Sitting around roasting marshmellows as VAXA goes down in a ball of
flames.
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Note 16.87 The Little Things In Life 87 of 425
LEVVAX::CAS9353 "The Revealing Science of God." 7 lines 13-SEP-1993 14:40
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Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha :)
Another VAXD
Sherm
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Note 16.88 The Little Things In Life 88 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Ewok from the Bronx" 9 lines 13-SEP-1993 20:42
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...finding money that you were sure you didn't have, stashed away for a
rainy day.
...a friend to really talk to.
Ewokie
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Note 16.89 The Little Things In Life 89 of 425
LEVVAX::CJW3890 "Run Brother! Run!" 5 lines 14-SEP-1993 08:48
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....demotions...from zip code to area code. :)
....forgiveness
Tas
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Note 16.90 The Little Things In Life 90 of 425
LEVVAX::TMR3915 "The 'u' button is broken? NNNOOOO!!" 4 lines 14-SEP-1993 11:02
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....being able to get together enough money to do a load of laundry.
....knowing that you don't get paid(although it will be a lot) till
Friday, but you need essential things now.
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Note 16.91 The Little Things In Life 91 of 425
LEVVAX::KAB8121 "WINDOWS TO THE SOUL" 12 lines 14-SEP-1993 15:58
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...... girl talk..
...... the constant pangs of pain in your after waking up on the wrong
side of the bed..
...... the memories shared in between freinds..
...... critiqueing the art of nature while riding a ferris wheel..
>vampiress<
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Note 16.92 The Little Things In Life 92 of 425
LEVVAX::CAS9140 "coed naked vax" 6 lines 14-SEP-1993 18:33
-< :) >-
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...the mad hatter's blood spilled all over his stupid Aerosmith pin
and the girl he took to the concert.
...Ewokie waking me up no less than 8,675 times in the course of a
minute to ask me what time it is.
Pook
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Note 16.93 The Little Things In Life 93 of 425
LEVVAX::JKK7796 "THE MAD HATTER" 4 lines 14-SEP-1993 18:43
-< to bad life sucks for you...:) >-
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not just a little resentful are we pook?
the mad hatter
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Note 16.94 The Little Things In Life 94 of 425
LEVVAX::JED5264 "Q-Tips are better than sex" 10 lines 14-SEP-1993 19:53
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pains in your WHAT? or is that left to our imaginations?
the little rubber stringy things on new tires
the satisfying crunch of gravel under tires (bike tires, that is)
talking to Sherm this morning and finding out that he wasn't depressed
J
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Note 16.95 The Little Things In Life 95 of 425
LEVVAX::TLR8799 "Whaddya mean, Doc? I'm not insane?" 3 lines 14-SEP-1993 20:57
-< Puppies are great to scare the piss out of! >-
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Ahh...Little things in life would still be burying BloOdShEd. Another
would be remaining "masked" for the rest of the year.
The Joker
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Note 16.96 The Little Things In Life 96 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Ewok from the Bronx" 6 lines 15-SEP-1993 12:37
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...hanging out and realizing that I have so many friends...gee my
christmas lift will be full this year :)
Ewokie
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Note 16.97 The Little Things In Life 97 of 425
LEVVAX::JDD9642 "onothimagan" 3 lines 15-SEP-1993 12:42
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christmas lift? - as opposed to christmast list? a Freudian slip
perhaps? :) -jd
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Note 16.98 The Little Things In Life 98 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Ewok from the Bronx" 4 lines 15-SEP-1993 12:46
-< lift's are expensive >-
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Whoops..yep ..I meant christmas list :)
Ewokie
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Note 16.99 The Little Things In Life 99 of 425
LEVVAX::ABL4290 "The one, the Prime." 4 lines 15-SEP-1993 13:37
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I am honored to be your friend, Ewokie!
Sol
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Note 16.100 The Little Things In Life 100 of 425
LEVVAX::BXG5360 "O' Captain! my Captain!" 7 lines 15-SEP-1993 13:41
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I'm not honored...
she zonks me on the head too much. :)
hee hee.
-Skip
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Note 16.101 The Little Things In Life 101 of 425
LEVVAX::ABL4290 "The one, the Prime." 4 lines 15-SEP-1993 14:12
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100 Notes in The Little Things in Life
Sol
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Note 16.102 The Little Things In Life 102 of 425
LEVVAX::GKB3790 "Wonder Twin Powers, Activate..." 15 lines 15-SEP-1993 16:00
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>>
>> ...hanging out and realizing that I have so many friends...gee my
>> christmas lift will be full this year :)
>>
No, she meant lift. Lift as in elevator. Elevator as in the
30,000 lb. capacity freight elevator in the photo building, which she
will no doubt fill up with goodies for all of us.
:)
--Cav
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Note 16.103 The Little Things In Life 103 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Ewok from the Bronx" 11 lines 15-SEP-1993 16:18
-< Hi Gabe! >-
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Hahahhaha....
...having friends with overactive imaginations that make you laugh
constantly.
:)
Ewokie
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Note 16.104 The Little Things In Life 104 of 425
LEVVAX::GKB3790 "Wonder Twin Powers, Activate..." 6 lines 15-SEP-1993 16:46
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What imagination? I better see 15 tons of presents come the
Yuletide festivities or someone's gettin' smacked.
:)
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Note 16.105 The Little Things In Life 105 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Ewok from the Bronx" 5 lines 15-SEP-1993 16:53
-< :) >-
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...threats from big hulking hulks.
Ewokie
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Note 16.106 The Little Things In Life 106 of 425
LEVVAX::JED5264 "Q-Tips are better than sex" 4 lines 15-SEP-1993 18:32
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Ewokie giving me a present every year for Christmas...
J
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Note 16.107 The Little Things In Life 107 of 425
LEVVAX::JGM7683 "VAXMAN Returns!" 12 lines 15-SEP-1993 19:41
-< Water >-
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The little things in life... Water.
Think about water... Babies drink it when you don't have formula to
give them (or is used in the formula); but it is powerful enough to
wipe out the entire east coast in one fatal swoop... It digs canyons in
the mountains, and falls gently in the spring... How is it that the
most powerful thing in nature is also the most necessary?
TLD
* I was going to put this in the poetry conference, but it just didn't
seem to fit.
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Note 16.108 The Little Things In Life 108 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Bite me! It's fun!" 11 lines 15-SEP-1993 20:58
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... a big huge tidal wave washing over that certain someone.
... a new walkman (this thing is sooooo cool! I've never had one of my
own.)
... meeting new people.
... meeting Angie at the mall.
Liz
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Note 16.109 The Little Things In Life 109 of 425
LEVVAX::AMA4524 "Angel of Music" 8 lines 15-SEP-1993 21:08
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my map of vaxlandia, drawn by yours truly ;)
my silver ring..\
not getting home until late... for no apparent reason
NB
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Note 16.110 The Little Things In Life 110 of 425
LEVVAX::BXG5360 "O' Captain! my Captain!" 15 lines 15-SEP-1993 21:25
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little things in life....
backrubs...
q-tips...
italian food...
crabby teachers...
psycho blondes calling home...
insanity.
-Skip
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Note 16.111 The Little Things In Life 111 of 425
LEVVAX::ABL4290 "The one, the Prime." 4 lines 15-SEP-1993 21:27
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Dry Polar Orange... the Flavor of Life
Sol
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Note 16.112 The Little Things In Life 112 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "sex & drums & rock 'n' roll" 6 lines 15-SEP-1993 22:20
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Being a psycho hosebeast.
Listening to the same song over and over and over.... and loving it!
Liz
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Note 16.113 The Little Things In Life 113 of 425
LEVVAX::ABL4290 "The one, the Prime." 4 lines 16-SEP-1993 12:19
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Little Abner.
Sol
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Note 16.114 The Little Things In Life 114 of 425
LEVVAX::ABL4290 "The one, the Prime." 11 lines 16-SEP-1993 12:21
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We will be within one-point-three parsecs of the Klingons,
sir. Close enough to smell them.
(Mr. Spock stares at him)
I was making a leetle joke, sir.
Extremely little, Ensign.
Sol
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Note 16.115 The Little Things In Life 115 of 425
LEVVAX::ABL4290 "The one, the Prime." 19 lines 16-SEP-1993 12:25
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There was this issue of X-Men recently where they all went to Japan to
take out this seedy guy... the Beast and Gambit smashed into his
Jacuzzi room, where he is enjoying the company of 2 lovely ladies.
(Who leave when the X-Men arrive).
"We know you have connections to the underworld," the X-Men say.
Gambit forces him out of the water by the balls, using his staff.
"No, no," ssays the guy, "It's just a small little club I dabble in."
And the Beast says, "If I were you, bub, I wouldn't use the words,
"small," "little," and "club," in the same sentence!"
hahahaha, he has all the best lines!
Sol
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Note 16.116 The Little Things In Life 116 of 425
LEVVAX::MSA7064 "The light bringer" 10 lines 16-SEP-1993 14:44
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Do you mean the little things like Cherry flavored massage oil and a
Slip and slide
or
The little things like sitting on the stone c at 2:00 Saturday morning
writing poetry and thinking about why it is that you are sitting on the
useless stone c at two in the morning.
-- Sceadeau
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Note 16.117 The Little Things In Life 117 of 425
LEVVAX::GKB3790 "Wonder Twin Powers, Activate..." 2 lines 16-SEP-1993 15:56
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Both...
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Note 16.118 The Little Things In Life 118 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Ewok from the Bronx" 18 lines 16-SEP-1993 18:01
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...jewelry boxes
...tampons
...a string
...lint
...a nose hair
...a peice of nail
If you come to think about it, they are all little things.
Ewokie
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Note 16.119 The Little Things In Life 119 of 425
LEVVAX::GKB3790 "Wonder Twin Powers, Activate..." 15 lines 16-SEP-1993 22:44
-< :) >-
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...vaxing
...Calypso Berry Bacardi Breezer
...Terminator 2
...Boboli
...Chinese exercise balls
...Chocolate milk
...all of which I have _right_ now.
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Note 16.120 The Little Things In Life 120 of 425
LEVVAX::MLK2287 "Yeah, it's against my religion!" 8 lines 17-SEP-1993 10:37
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...my Mickey Mouse watch...
MOe
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Note 16.121 The Little Things In Life 121 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Ewok from the Bronx" 6 lines 17-SEP-1993 10:43
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...my parents (they are very little)
Ewokie
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Note 16.122 The Little Things In Life 122 of 425
LEVVAX::KAB8121 "WINDOWS TO THE SOUL" 7 lines 17-SEP-1993 14:37
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.... the little ring my brother gave his girlfreind as an engagement
ring.. (of course.. it's small...)
..da vamp..
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Note 16.123 The Little Things In Life 123 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Ewok from the Bronx" 7 lines 17-SEP-1993 15:42
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...a call from my brother
...friends that care
Ewokie
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Note 16.124 The Little Things In Life 124 of 425
LEVVAX::JED5264 "Q-Tips are better than sex" 13 lines 17-SEP-1993 17:16
-< it was SUPPOSED to be a joke... relax >-
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The ring my boyfriend gave me.
so, who cares if it was a 25 cent vending machine ring?.. it's the
thought that counts.
actually, he paid 50 cents for it because the machine ate the first
quarter..
J
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Note 16.125 The Little Things In Life 125 of 425
LEVVAX::MSA7064 "The light bringer" 5 lines 18-SEP-1993 12:51
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See . . . he really does care.
-- Sceadeau
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Note 16.126 The Little Things In Life 126 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "sex & drums & rock 'n' roll" 9 lines 18-SEP-1993 15:49
-< Magenta is Cool! >-
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... the bustier I almost wound up wearing at Rocky last nite.
... the chances that I would have worn it. (actually....)
... the amount of knowledge I had of the part I played.
Liz
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Note 16.127 The Little Things In Life 127 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Ewok from the Bronx" 12 lines 18-SEP-1993 16:42
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...feeling a peace for myself, even for just an hour.
...getting at least one hour of uninterrupted sleep...that was cool!
...Beavis and Butthead, popcorn (that I can only suck) and a blanket.
...talking to my family on the phone.
Ewokie
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Note 16.128 The Little Things In Life 128 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 3 lines 18-SEP-1993 21:49
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...sitting here loving it all.
Gerrit
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Note 16.129 The Little Things In Life 129 of 425
LEVVAX::MSA7064 "The light bringer" 6 lines 18-SEP-1993 22:23
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...annoying to no end GAK
-- Sceadeau
Ps. Get a ... never mind.
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Note 16.130 The Little Things In Life 130 of 425
LEVVAX::JGM7683 "VAXMAN Returns!" 3 lines 19-SEP-1993 12:44
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Watching Ewoks worship C3-PO.
TLD
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Note 16.131 The Little Things In Life 131 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Happy Birthday Jamin!" 7 lines 19-SEP-1993 13:32
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..... trying to figure out who the Joker is and getting eyestrain.
(ow! I've got a headache THIS BIG.... and it has the Joker written all
over it!)
Liz
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Note 16.132 The Little Things In Life 132 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "Happy Birthday Father Time!" 6 lines 19-SEP-1993 17:02
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...cuddling!
Ewokie
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Note 16.133 The Little Things In Life 133 of 425
LEVVAX::MSA7064 "The light bringer" 5 lines 19-SEP-1993 17:16
-< I send a hug to Ewokie >-
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...being able to still uplift someone occasionally
-- Sceadeau
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Note 16.134 The Little Things In Life 134 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "Happy Birthday Father Time!" 6 lines 19-SEP-1993 17:16
-< Hugs to Sceadeau >-
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...to be uplifted :)
Ewokie
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Note 16.135 The Little Things In Life 135 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 3 lines 19-SEP-1993 17:41
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...to be smiled at by a complete stranger.
BA
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Note 16.136 The Little Things In Life 136 of 425
LEVVAX::GPD5545 "Love makes the world go 'round" 3 lines 19-SEP-1993 18:20
-< Ahhhhhhhhhhh.. >-
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....to relax on a Lazy Sunday afternoon......
-Dank
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Note 16.137 The Little Things In Life 137 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 3 lines 19-SEP-1993 18:23
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to walk around enjoying the great weather.
Black Amethyst
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Note 16.138 The Little Things In Life 138 of 425
LEVVAX::TPW4968 "TWINK!" 3 lines 19-SEP-1993 19:11
-< TWINK! is sooo cool >-
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to find something you've lost.
TWINK!
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Note 16.139 The Little Things In Life 139 of 425
LEVVAX::JGM7683 "Ewoks are nice critters." 1 line 19-SEP-1993 19:44
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NOT :)
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Note 16.140 The Little Things In Life 140 of 425
LEVVAX::MSA7064 "The light bringer" 6 lines 19-SEP-1993 19:49
-< I felt your hug. Feels gooooood. >-
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To be uplifted by the person who you uplifted. :)
--Sceadeau
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Note 16.141 The Little Things In Life 141 of 425
LEVVAX::JKK7796 "THE MAD HATTER" 6 lines 19-SEP-1993 20:07
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only 963 notes left to read!!!
(jeez...leave for a couple of days and things really catch up on you)
the mad hatter
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Note 16.142 The Little Things In Life 142 of 425
LEVVAX::MSA7064 "The light bringer" 5 lines 19-SEP-1993 20:10
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I have only all of Topic Seven to read.
-- Sceadeau
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Note 16.143 The Little Things In Life 143 of 425
LEVVAX::JDD9642 "onothimagan" 4 lines 19-SEP-1993 21:55
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-extremely wet kisses from your six month old.
-jd
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Note 16.144 The Little Things In Life 144 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 3 lines 19-SEP-1993 23:24
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Extremely wet kisses from the opposite sex.
BA
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Note 16.145 The Little Things In Life 145 of 425
LEVVAX::JGM7683 "TLD=~" 4 lines 19-SEP-1993 23:30
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EXTREMELY wet kisses from many members of the opposite sex
(or same sex for those of us who are homosexuals :D )
TLD
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Note 16.146 The Little Things In Life 146 of 425
LEVVAX::ABL4290 "The one, the Prime." 14 lines 19-SEP-1993 23:46
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A tomato is little.
A credit card is little.
So is a dog... if it is a little one
And little feet are little
Why am I posting as if I am on LSD?
(Oh... that should be in Why?)
Sol
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Note 16.147 The Little Things In Life 147 of 425
LEVVAX::EMW2148 11 lines 20-SEP-1993 01:28
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...2000+ notes...which is not so litle..
...going bonkers
...ing nuts
...going crazy
...going nowhere off my chair
BloOdShEd
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Note 16.148 The Little Things In Life 148 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 15 lines 20-SEP-1993 09:07
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...having a full day and being able to starve until 6:45pm.
...Panicking over the scavenger hunt for freshman seminar cuz it's due
tommorrow. (how refreshing!)
...being paid for this fun.
...posting more than most people. (although some should just go into
the senseless dribble place).
...wet kisses from female guppies/gerbils/girls. (3 diff things)
Little things in life are so wonderful!
Black Amethyst/Gerrit/GAK/BA/Viper's Fang/Carrot/Psychotic Demon ;>
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Note 16.149 The Little Things In Life 149 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "Go Away!" 8 lines 20-SEP-1993 12:57
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...an eye that keeps jumping around.
...a silly overgrown boy with PMS
Ewokie
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Note 16.150 The Little Things In Life 150 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "WENCH!!!" 10 lines 20-SEP-1993 18:30
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..... being hit on by two total strangers on the same night.
..... waltzing with one of them to a great folk duo.
..... late nights with good buddies.
Liz
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Note 16.151 The Little Things In Life 151 of 425
LEVVAX::KAB8121 "WINDOWS TO THE SOUL" 5 lines 20-SEP-1993 21:32
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my roommate playing with my hair.. and i ended up looking fabulous..
(it's a shame none of the vaxies guys saw me..their eyes would probably
pop out.. >;D )
vampiress
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Note 16.152 The Little Things In Life 152 of 425
LEVVAX::EMW2148 4 lines 20-SEP-1993 21:34
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Rats!
BloOdShEd
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Note 16.153 The Little Things In Life 153 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "WENCH!!!" 9 lines 20-SEP-1993 22:00
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.... getting a new friends file
.... being unable to update this new toy when you want to add someone
to it.
argh
Liz
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Note 16.154 The Little Things In Life 154 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 6 lines 20-SEP-1993 23:01
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...logging on and seeing ten or more friends on.
...logging on and seeing the word "Doh!" for humor when there are no
friends on. ('bout 2-3am)
GAK
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Note 16.155 The Little Things In Life 155 of 425
LEVVAX::GKB3790 "Where's the toast?" 9 lines 21-SEP-1993 07:36
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...entering the darkroom at 10:00 pm and not leaving until 6:30 the
next morning.
...being to wasted to fall asleep, in fear that I won't be able to wake
up when class rolls around.
...chocolate yoo-hoo.
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Note 16.156 The Little Things In Life 156 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "Eat Shit!" 18 lines 21-SEP-1993 13:16
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...hugs
...friends playing with my hair
...friends to call and bug
...a spear to go tracking with
...living in trees
...a father that calls just to say he loves me
...throwing people around on a mat
Ewokie :)
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Note 16.157 The Little Things In Life 157 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "WENCH!!!" 17 lines 21-SEP-1993 22:53
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..... 560+ notes in Lev
..... Barony meetings
..... friends who care
..... meatballs
..... people who make me laugh enough to forget my probs
..... newbies
..... sexy lingerie
Liz
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Note 16.158 The Little Things In Life 158 of 425
LEVVAX::DED8895 "Everybody must get stoned! ;Q" 6 lines 21-SEP-1993 22:59
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...people who wear sexy lingerie
...people who take it off
Roach
;Q
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Note 16.159 The Little Things In Life 159 of 425
LEVVAX::KAB8121 "WINDOWS TO THE SOUL" 18 lines 22-SEP-1993 17:02
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.. sexy scrumptuous lingerie...
.. talking about sex...
.. doing a striptease..
.. a staring game between freinds..
.. the little microscopic muscles one can see in the iris of the
eye.. ( imagine the depths and shades of color found there..!!
.. being with freinds..
.. nightmares and daymares..
vampiress...
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Note 16.160 The Little Things In Life 160 of 425
LEVVAX::GKB3790 "Where's the toast?" 16 lines 22-SEP-1993 19:04
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...hikes in the forest.
...moutaintops.
...golden retrievers.
...walks in the rain.
...waterfalls.
...good climbing trees.
--Cav
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Note 16.161 The Little Things In Life 161 of 425
LEVVAX::ETR0370 "ETRigan" 4 lines 22-SEP-1993 23:44
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...Seeing a row of zeros under the unseen column in the notes
directory.
-ETRigan-
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Note 16.162 The Little Things In Life 162 of 425
LEVVAX::TLR8799 "Whaddya mean, Doc? I'm not insane?" 4 lines 23-SEP-1993 15:23
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...not knowing that you have a quiz in Sociology and end up with a
perfect score anyway. Smiley knows!
The Joker
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Note 16.163 The Little Things In Life 163 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "No...we're not lovers..." 7 lines 23-SEP-1993 15:44
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...me!
Ewokie
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Note 16.164 The Little Things In Life 164 of 425
LEVVAX::JGM7683 2 lines 23-SEP-1993 16:36
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n u
~
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Note 16.165 The Little Things In Life 165 of 425
LEVVAX::KAB8121 "WINDOWS TO THE SOUL" 4 lines 23-SEP-1993 16:37
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ohh.. the smell of someone's cologne..
avmp.
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Note 16.166 The Little Things In Life 166 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "No...we're not lovers..." 6 lines 23-SEP-1993 16:43
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...a hoho.
Ewokie
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Note 16.167 The Little Things In Life 167 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "No...we're not lovers..." 6 lines 23-SEP-1993 17:01
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Getting high at 4 am in the morning, with some markers, and the
Flatulence God.
Ewokie
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Note 16.168 The Little Things In Life 168 of 425
LEVVAX::CAS9140 "Pookie's Prime Henchman" 2 lines 23-SEP-1993 19:11
-< I'm flat-turd! :) >-
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being referred to as the "Flatulence God" :)
Pook
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Note 16.169 The Little Things In Life 169 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "WENCH!!!" 6 lines 23-SEP-1993 19:32
-< :) >-
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Sitting behind the Flatulance God.
(Ugh!)
Liz
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Note 16.170 The Little Things In Life 170 of 425
LEVVAX::GPD5545 "Love makes the world go 'round" 4 lines 23-SEP-1993 19:33
-< OS/2 RULES! >-
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Dialing in and downloading things, and being able to still do other
things too......
-Dank
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Note 16.171 The Little Things In Life 171 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "No...we're not lovers..." 7 lines 23-SEP-1993 19:54
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Getting the butt treatment from the Flatulence God.
Ewokie
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Note 16.172 The Little Things In Life 172 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Black Amethyst" 4 lines 23-SEP-1993 20:28
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Being able to actually talk and call out to the VAX and have fun
without a hard drive (yes, still)
Gerrit
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Note 16.173 The Little Things In Life 173 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "No...we're not lovers..." 6 lines 23-SEP-1993 20:37
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Me!
Ewokie
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Note 16.174 The Little Things In Life 174 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Black Amethyst" 4 lines 23-SEP-1993 20:46
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No, this is for LITTLE things in life! You are a BIG thing in life! :>
Gerrit
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Note 16.175 The Little Things In Life 175 of 425
LEVVAX::GKB3790 "Where's the toast?" 5 lines 23-SEP-1993 21:04
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...giving backrubs.
...receiving backrubs.
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Note 16.176 The Little Things In Life 176 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "WENCH!!!" 3 lines 23-SEP-1993 23:09
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I second that emotion.
Liz
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Note 16.177 The Little Things In Life 177 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Black Amethyst" 4 lines 23-SEP-1993 23:10
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...giving massages
...recieving massages
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Note 16.178 The Little Things In Life 178 of 425
LEVVAX::GKB3790 "Where's the toast?" 4 lines 24-SEP-1993 01:20
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I like head massages too. Even moreso than backrubs. Anyone want
to trade?
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Note 16.179 The Little Things In Life 179 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "No...we're not lovers..." 8 lines 24-SEP-1993 14:29
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Massages while you are vaxing...
comfort in knowing that it only takes 5 minutes.
Ewokie
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Note 16.180 The Little Things In Life 180 of 425
LEVVAX::JED5264 "Q-Tips are better than sex" 39 lines 24-SEP-1993 15:13
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foot massages.
talking to someone and having them actually ANSWER you instead of
bitching about how tired they are and telling you to shut up because
they are so tired, and then they go off and have a great conversation
with SOMEONE ELSE...
I hate it when that happens.
wrong topic. I know
...having fun, being in a good mood for once, being happy, having
friends who are dying to have you hang around with them, little kids to
who you are the best person in the whole world, the way the dog is
always happy to see you when you come home (unlike SOME other family
members), going home, someone who doesn't make you feel like @%#$ in
front of a whole gang of other people for no apparent reason except
that they are bored, when the other people turn around and gang up on
the other person instead of you (no, that hasn't happened yet, but it
would be great if it would), taking a nap after a long miserable day,
clothes still warm from the dryer, teddy bears, chicken soup, being
held, the fireplace I haven't sat in front of for ages, drinking tea
and swirling red hot sticks in the dark in front of a fireplace,
escaping to another world, Oreos, fathers and daughters (Daa-a-ad!!!),
seeing old friends, chilly fall nights and the smell of wood burning
stoves, the sound of the leaves blowing in the wind, the way the leaves
turn backwards when it's windy, like right before a big thunderstorm,
checking your shoe soles each day for more worn out spots, roller
coasters, TVs that work, sitting in the dark watching the fish swim
around, sitting in the dark listening to music and looking out the
window at the city lights, laying in the sun on the dining room floor
with the doggies, falling asleep with a nice big warm dog curled up
next to you, being alone (sometimes), being depressed and sulking,
duct-taping other people's doors, ordering pizza really late at night
on a whim, Ben and Jerry's cherry garcia ice cream, shorter posts (did
anyone actually read this far?)
J
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Note 16.181 The Little Things In Life 181 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "No...we're not lovers..." 10 lines 24-SEP-1993 15:38
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:p
...kittens and puppies that kiss you (more like lick but, oh well..)
Ewokie
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Note 16.182 The Little Things In Life 182 of 425
LEVVAX::ETR0370 "ETRigan" 6 lines 24-SEP-1993 15:39
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FRIDAYS!
-ETRigan-
oh yeah, and Cherry Garcia ice cream. I did read that far.
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Note 16.183 The Little Things In Life 183 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "No...we're not lovers..." 8 lines 24-SEP-1993 15:41
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...Great hugs!!!
Ewokie
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Note 16.184 The Little Things In Life 184 of 425
LEVVAX::KAB8121 "WINDOWS TO THE SOUL" 5 lines 24-SEP-1993 16:00
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..... . five minutes of musical kisses
vampiress..
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Note 16.185 The Little Things In Life 185 of 425
LEVVAX::JDD9642 "Not Guilty" 4 lines 24-SEP-1993 16:11
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...E-hugs!
-jd :)
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Note 16.186 The Little Things In Life 186 of 425
LEVVAX::GKB3790 "Where's the toast?" 7 lines 24-SEP-1993 17:23
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Giving Ewokie big bear hugs and squeezing her until her head
explodes. :)
--Cav
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Note 16.187 The Little Things In Life 187 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Black Amethyst" 21 lines 24-SEP-1993 19:35
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...a huge dog that jumps on you and knocks you down when you get home
after a long trip. The large disgusting tongue of the "pony" that is
really just a dog.
...Getting and Giving Hugs.
...Weekends!
...Reading J's wonderful note!
...Cherry Garcia (Not the ice cream, someone I know, eheh)
...Being Happy.
...Knowing that my cats miss me. :>
...Knowing that my dog misses me. :>
...Love.
Gerrit
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Note 16.188 The Little Things In Life 188 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Kender Valkries from Outer Space!" 5 lines 24-SEP-1993 22:38
-< wheee! this'll be soooo cool! >-
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.... mass Rocky roadtrips!
liz
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Note 16.189 The Little Things In Life 189 of 425
LEVVAX::GKB3790 "Where's the toast?" 45 lines 25-SEP-1993 11:01
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Yes. Mass Rocky roadtrips. The morning after. Hehehe.
I must say it was an experience.
I got to go up to the front of the theatre and bend over. Then
some guy came along behind me and grabbed my chest. Then some girl came
along behind me and grabbed my butt.
Much to my chagrin, I was not sacrificed.
Then, later, some guy wearing skimpy black lingerie came and sat on
my lap and ask me where I'd been all his life. I said "Cleaveland",
and was quite proud when the entire theatre started laughing at that.
(Strangely enough, Tas showed up about two seconds before this
happened, and left about a minute afterwards. He came to say hi, and
would have to come right when I was being embarrassed.)
Then he kissed me. More than once. But I took it like a man. :)
Then I got to watch someone deep throat a saxaphone.
Then I saw Liz be a table.
Then later the nice man in the lingerie came back and sat on Liz'z
lap this time. And I got kissed again.
Well, that just about covers it. Now I'll just sit back
and listen to you guys make fun of me. I don't mind. I can take it.
Besides, not only am I now officially de-virignized, I got a date with
that cute guy in the lingerie. Hehe!
Well, no, not really. He turned me down. Hehehehe. :)
So I would recommend seeing it if you never have. Go and get
yourself molested by people you don't know. Have a good time. :)
--Cav
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LEVVAX::GPD5545 "Love makes the world go 'round" 7 lines 25-SEP-1993 11:25
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The same thing happened to me when I went last year..... That dude in
the lingerie turned out to be a graduate CS student. Did you go to
the place in Greece to see Rocky? If so..that was him. It was
funny.....
-Dank
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Note 16.191 The Little Things In Life 191 of 425
LEVVAX::GKB3790 "Where's the toast?" 4 lines 25-SEP-1993 16:07
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Liz told me he was a teacher here. Prob. the same guy.
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Note 16.192 The Little Things In Life 192 of 425
LEVVAX::AJL3578 "Forever Bored" 2 lines 25-SEP-1993 18:42
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He's the same guy. Don't know exactly what he is now. Maybe a TA or
something related to that.
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Note 16.193 The Little Things In Life 193 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "Butt-Munch" 9 lines 25-SEP-1993 20:21
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...I MUST go to Rocky Horror Picture Show!
...calls from Mom and Dad to tell me that they love me.
Ewokie
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Note 16.194 The Little Things In Life 194 of 425
LEVVAX::JDD9642 "Not Guilty" 12 lines 25-SEP-1993 21:22
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...hugs
...scratching an itch
...giving something silly to someone
...peace and quiet
...crowds
-jd
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Note 16.195 The Little Things In Life 195 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Black Amethyst" 20 lines 26-SEP-1993 00:24
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...calling collect home again.
...using TWINK's card to call a friend.
...running out of money already.
...never getting a paycheck for work.
...still loving college. (sorta)
...being less sick!
...peace and quiet to do homework (not yet)
...scratching my butt. :>
...being tagged! :)
Gerrit
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Note 16.196 The Little Things In Life 196 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "Butt-Munch" 7 lines 26-SEP-1993 16:37
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...E-hugs from special people!
Ewokie
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Note 16.197 The Little Things In Life 197 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Kender Valkyries from Outer Space!" 18 lines 26-SEP-1993 20:44
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.... big red wigs. ("THE SUN'LL COME OUT....TO-MORROW!")
.... Rocky
.... being a table
.... elbow sex
.... "Riff Was Here!"
.... Denny's Cast Parties
Liz
New Member
Sweet Temptations
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Note 16.198 The Little Things In Life 198 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "Butt-Munch" 7 lines 27-SEP-1993 09:34
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...Godiva chocolates :)
Ewokie
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Note 16.199 The Little Things In Life 199 of 425
LEVVAX::CJW3890 "We're off to NeverNeverLand" 10 lines 27-SEP-1993 11:11
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....Questions, like what the hell is elbow sex? :)
....forgetting to do physics and having fun watching Puerto Ricans
running around at high speed. Who was that that kept shouting the
date? :)
....deciding not to drop a class you cause you did really bad on the
first test. I'm gonna get an A in Diffy Q's if it kills me.
Tas
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Note 16.200 The Little Things In Life 200 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "My Name Is Mud!" 8 lines 27-SEP-1993 12:11
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...trying to figure out what Tas is talking about...(Puerto Ricans??)
...trying to see Tas attempt an "A"
Ewokie
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Note 16.201 The Little Things In Life 201 of 425
LEVVAX::TMR3915 "The White Ninja" 5 lines 27-SEP-1993 13:18
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Forgiveness. ;)
The White Ninja
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Note 16.202 The Little Things In Life 202 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Cocky Gerrit" 8 lines 27-SEP-1993 13:27
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...trying to have elbow sex when yer a guy.
...getting a good grade on the first test in college.
...smiling.
Gerrit
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Note 16.203 The Little Things In Life 203 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "My Name Is Mud!" 12 lines 27-SEP-1993 13:55
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...forgiveness (stern look...)
...pot (it's little isn't it?)
Ewokie
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Note 16.204 The Little Things In Life 204 of 425
LEVVAX::EMW2148 "BloOdShEd" 4 lines 27-SEP-1993 14:05
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...almost running into and knocking down McDonald's
BloOdShEd
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Note 16.205 The Little Things In Life 205 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "My Name Is Mud!" 9 lines 27-SEP-1993 14:22
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...driving Skunky's father's car...
(don't ever post that, or I won't get to borrow anyone's car :)
Ewokie
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Note 16.206 The Little Things In Life 206 of 425
LEVVAX::BXG5360 "O' Captain! my Captain!" 5 lines 27-SEP-1993 14:43
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...Skunky. :)
-me
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Note 16.207 The Little Things In Life 207 of 425
LEVVAX::ENB1783 "The Smoking Philosopher" 14 lines 27-SEP-1993 14:52
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...............Satan's Ale.
...............Tobacco.
...............V-Neck Sweaters.
...............Comic Books.
...............Old School Punk.
Ed.
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Note 16.208 The Little Things In Life 208 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "My Name Is Mud!" 14 lines 27-SEP-1993 15:07
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...books
...paper
...imagination
Ewokie
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Note 16.209 The Little Things In Life 209 of 425
LEVVAX::KAB8121 "WINDOWS TO THE SOUL" 11 lines 27-SEP-1993 15:28
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elbow sex.. hmm.. the coolest bonding of love dance that riff raff and
(whatshername..? i forget..) do when they're togehter.. if you've
been to the show, and you've never seen this, then musta have seen the
worng movie..
hmm.. the last time i was there.. the guy in the black lingerie sat
on liz's lap (as well as the guy who played rocky) and kissed her 2
times...
vampiress..
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Note 16.210 The Little Things In Life 210 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "My Name Is Mud!" 8 lines 27-SEP-1993 15:29
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...knee sex
Ewokie
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Note 16.211 The Little Things In Life 211 of 425
LEVVAX::TLR8799 "Whaddya mean, Doc? I'm not insane?" 5 lines 27-SEP-1993 15:38
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...rough sex - you drop your pants in front of a woman you've been
dating only a short time and receive a swift kick in the groin for your
efforts.
The Joker
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Note 16.212 The Little Things In Life 212 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Cocky Gerrit" 10 lines 27-SEP-1993 16:06
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Efforts? Or the lack thereof!!
...Peace and Quiet
...Loud Blaring Music
...Soiled Underwear
Gerrit
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Note 16.213 The Little Things In Life 213 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "My Name Is Mud!" 6 lines 27-SEP-1993 16:09
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...sonic booms.
Ewokie
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Note 16.214 The Little Things In Life 214 of 425
LEVVAX::ETR0370 "ETRigan" 7 lines 27-SEP-1993 16:18
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...Nerf.
-ETRigan-
P.S. her name is Magenta.
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Note 16.215 The Little Things In Life 215 of 425
LEVVAX::KAB8121 "WINDOWS TO THE SOUL" 19 lines 27-SEP-1993 16:20
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butt sex..
fingernail sex..
paper sex.. *how else do we keep getting more paper..?*
music sex..*ever feel orgasmic when listening to your fave song(s)?*
vax sex..*of course!*
word sex.. *i'm sure you've noticed how the letters stick together to
form words many times.. well.. they've bonded..!!*
vampiress..
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Note 16.216 The Little Things In Life 216 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "My Name Is Mud!" 7 lines 27-SEP-1993 16:42
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...Skunky!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ewokie
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Note 16.217 The Little Things In Life 217 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "My Name Is Mud!" 10 lines 27-SEP-1993 16:42
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-Puppy breath!
Skunky!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ewokie
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Note 16.218 The Little Things In Life 218 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Cocky Gerrit" 5 lines 27-SEP-1993 16:49
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Sorry, I don't feel orgasmic from such simple pleasures. Gee, and I
thought I had been desperate (or something like that)
Gerrit
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Note 16.219 The Little Things In Life 219 of 425
LEVVAX::TMR3915 "The White Ninja" 4 lines 27-SEP-1993 18:14
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Receiving my shots soon.
:)
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Note 16.220 The Little Things In Life 220 of 425
LEVVAX::IEJ7465 "Comawhn!!" 7 lines 27-SEP-1993 18:55
-< tiny, but big! >-
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friends (of course!)
my dog
a fireplace for my homework assignments! (tee-hee!)
til later - pd
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Note 16.221 The Little Things In Life 221 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Oh Fantasy.... FREE ME!" 4 lines 27-SEP-1993 22:27
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.... sex, period!
Liz
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Note 16.222 The Little Things In Life 222 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Cocky Gerrit" 6 lines 27-SEP-1993 22:41
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Little things in life Liz! Geez... :>
...music!
Gerrit
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Note 16.223 The Little Things In Life 223 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Oh Fantasy.... FREE ME!" 7 lines 27-SEP-1993 22:43
-< Cheesecake! I need cheesecake! >-
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Lately, for me, that is a little thing.
A VERY little thing.
Liz
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Note 16.224 The Little Things In Life 224 of 425
LEVVAX::GKB3790 "Mars Needs Women" 5 lines 27-SEP-1993 23:03
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For me it's so minute it's nonexistent. So don't be whining. :)
--Cav
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Note 16.225 The Little Things In Life 225 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "My Name Is Mud!" 7 lines 28-SEP-1993 00:08
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...Jack Daniels...
Ewokie
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Note 16.226 The Little Things In Life 226 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Cocky Gerrit" 4 lines 28-SEP-1993 01:59
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Hey Cav, I bet it's more non-existant for me! So there! :>
Gerrit
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Note 16.227 The Little Things In Life 227 of 425
LEVVAX::GPD5545 "Love makes the world go 'round" 3 lines 28-SEP-1993 07:16
-< Cool. >-
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...waking up to classic Alice Cooper From the 60's on the radio....
-Dank
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Note 16.228 The Little Things In Life 228 of 425
LEVVAX::CAS9140 "Pookie's Prime Henchman" 2 lines 28-SEP-1993 09:50
-< white >-
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...being lied to.
Pook
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Note 16.229 The Little Things In Life 229 of 425
LEVVAX::JEB6240 "Hey you, yeah you...SMILE!" 3 lines 28-SEP-1993 10:11
-< hows that? >-
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life itself...
THE DISTINGUISHED KID
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Note 16.230 The Little Things In Life 230 of 425
LEVVAX::TMR3915 "The White Ninja" 8 lines 28-SEP-1993 11:17
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...the touch of a caring person's hand.
...the look of caring on that person's face.
...loneliness.
The White Ninja
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Note 16.231 The Little Things In Life 231 of 425
LEVVAX::CJW3890 "We're off to NeverNeverLand" 10 lines 28-SEP-1993 11:50
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By myself but not alone
I ask no one
...flu bugs. ugh
...sparring and learning.
...fun workouts.
Tas
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Note 16.232 The Little Things In Life 232 of 425
LEVVAX::GKB3790 "Mars Needs Women" 8 lines 28-SEP-1993 12:17
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Re. #226-
You can't get any more nonexistent than nonexistent. That's why
they call it nonexistent.
--Cav
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Note 16.233 The Little Things In Life 233 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Cocky Gerrit" 12 lines 28-SEP-1993 13:17
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Pook likes being lied to? O.k.
...being truthful.
...a sunny day.
...a happy day.
...comfort.
Gerrit
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Note 16.234 The Little Things In Life 234 of 425
LEVVAX::ENB1783 "The Smoking Philosopher" 4 lines 28-SEP-1993 14:05
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...one of your best friends stays off drugs for 18 months.
Ed.
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Note 16.235 The Little Things In Life 235 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "My Name Is Mud!" 6 lines 28-SEP-1993 14:22
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...hangovers...
Ewokie
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Note 16.236 The Little Things In Life 236 of 425
LEVVAX::TMR3915 "The White Ninja" 7 lines 28-SEP-1993 15:27
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...not having a hangover.
...spelling things correctly.
...watching a very bored Tas put his fist through the moniter.
The White Ninja
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Note 16.237 The Little Things In Life 237 of 425
LEVVAX::CJW3890 "We're off to NeverNeverLand" 4 lines 28-SEP-1993 15:27
-< being bored >-
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*gggggggggrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr*
Tas
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Note 16.238 The Little Things In Life 238 of 425
LEVVAX::KAB8121 "WINDOWS TO THE SOUL" 15 lines 28-SEP-1993 16:55
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.... liking ninjanapkin's cologne.. :D
.... making new freinds..
.... little artwork on my long, nails..
.... .... these dots right beofre this sentence as well as after this
one.... .. ...... ... . .. . . . ... . .
.... a loss of sleep..
.... little pet names..
vampy..
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Note 16.239 The Little Things In Life 239 of 425
LEVVAX::MSA7064 "Suga-Tush has spoken" 8 lines 28-SEP-1993 17:02
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My girlfriend, Suga-Tush.
She's little.
4 10 to be exact.
She so nice...I miss her.
-- Sceadeau
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Note 16.240 The Little Things In Life 240 of 425
LEVVAX::ETR0370 "ETRigan" 6 lines 28-SEP-1993 19:54
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Trying desperatly to wake up to go to work at 8:00 am.
Life, don't talk to me about life.
-ETRigan-
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Note 16.241 The Little Things In Life 241 of 425
LEVVAX::BXG5360 "O' Captain! my Captain!" 3 lines 29-SEP-1993 10:28
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...little doggie bombs.
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Note 16.242 The Little Things In Life 242 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "My Name Is Mud!" 7 lines 29-SEP-1993 12:09
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...having pierced teeth...:(
Ewokie
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Note 16.243 The Little Things In Life 243 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Cocky Gerrit" 4 lines 29-SEP-1993 12:35
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Piercing teeth with needles when there are metal protectors. :)
Gerrit
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Note 16.244 The Little Things In Life 244 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "My Name Is Mud!" 4 lines 29-SEP-1993 12:48
-< :) >-
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...the sound of bones crushing as my bat connects with Gerrit...
Ewokie
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Note 16.245 The Little Things In Life 245 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Cocky Gerrit" 6 lines 29-SEP-1993 12:53
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...the feeling of a wonderful bat gouging into my body, throwing me
into a dizzy daze of pain, creating a naseus (whatever) feeling
throughout my whole body, and loving it... :>
Gerrit
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Note 16.246 The Little Things In Life 246 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Oh Fantasy.... FREE ME!" 13 lines 29-SEP-1993 17:13
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...... horny freshmen
...... having my work complimented.
...... full body massages from dear friends
...... playing Magenta this weekend
...... red silk
Liz
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Note 16.247 The Little Things In Life 247 of 425
LEVVAX::MSA7064 "Victoria's secret is: she's a slut" 5 lines 29-SEP-1993 17:16
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...red lace and blue silk
Sceadeau
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Note 16.248 The Little Things In Life 248 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Oh Fantasy.... FREE ME!" 11 lines 29-SEP-1993 17:54
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.... red silk and black lace.
.... gold
.... copper, brass, and silver flowers.
Liz
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Note 16.249 The Little Things In Life 249 of 425
LEVVAX::ETR0370 "ETRigan" 4 lines 29-SEP-1993 19:20
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Opening LEV and finding no new notes
(WOW!)
-ETRigan-
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Note 16.250 The Little Things In Life 250 of 425
LEVVAX::JDD9642 "vow to endeavor to persevere" 3 lines 29-SEP-1993 19:31
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any color silk and lace...
-jd :)
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Note 16.251 The Little Things In Life 251 of 425
LEVVAX::DED8895 "Everybody must get stoned! ;Q" 3 lines 29-SEP-1993 19:37
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silk and lace lying on the floor next to the bed.
Roach
;Q
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Note 16.252 The Little Things In Life 252 of 425
LEVVAX::AJL3578 "Forever Bored" 3 lines 29-SEP-1993 20:28
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....Sweat Pea!
Tony
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Note 16.253 The Little Things In Life 253 of 425
LEVVAX::GKB3790 "A 6ULDV8" 9 lines 29-SEP-1993 21:01
-< >:) >-
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...black silk
...black leather
...silver handcuffs
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Note 16.254 The Little Things In Life 254 of 425
LEVVAX::ENB1783 "The Smoking Philosopher" 12 lines 29-SEP-1993 21:12
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....Going to someone's home for the first time, entering their sleeping
quarters, and noticing a metal ring drilled into the ceiling.....the
kind that would be used to suspend, oh I don't know, maybe a full body
harness.
....Body Paints.
....long red fingernails.
Randomly yours,
Ed.
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Note 16.255 The Little Things In Life 255 of 425
LEVVAX::JED5264 "Q-Tips are better than sex" 6 lines 29-SEP-1993 21:45
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babysitting and having the cute little furball all to yourself for
awhile.
J
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Note 16.256 The Little Things In Life 256 of 425
LEVVAX::DED8895 "Everybody must get stoned! ;Q" 8 lines 29-SEP-1993 22:36
-< Bathroom call...NOT!! :) >-
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Going over to a friends house for the first time and being invited over
to dinner. Halfway through the meal, ask where the bathroom is. After
being told explicit instructions on how to find the bathroom, nicely
say "Thank you" and resume eating as if nothing ever happened. Then
discreetly observe the funny looks you receive from the entire family.
Roach
;Q
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Note 16.257 The Little Things In Life 257 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "My Name Is Mud!" 18 lines 30-SEP-1993 01:01
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...wrestling with the furrball..
...coughing up a lot of phlegm.
...wearing nothing to bed...
...lingerie to impress yourself...
...calculators with no batteries...
...pen without any ink...
...fishes that swim in their own turd..
Ewokie
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Note 16.258 The Little Things In Life 258 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Cocky Gerrit" 14 lines 30-SEP-1993 11:13
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...pencils without any ink.
...pens without any lead.
...hamsters that pee on ya.
...chinchillas that love raisins.
...having a whole day filled.
...getting free LD phone calls.
Gerrit
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Note 16.259 The Little Things In Life 259 of 425
LEVVAX::JGM7683 8 lines 30-SEP-1993 11:19
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This one holds a little indescrecency (sp?), so hit N if ya don't like
that...
Penises without women around
~
it wasn't TOO bad; but still...
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Note 16.260 The Little Things In Life 260 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "Gotta Boogie on my finger...." 8 lines 30-SEP-1993 11:22
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...a shotgun.
Ewokie
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Note 16.261 The Little Things In Life 261 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Oh Fantasy.... FREE ME!" 4 lines 30-SEP-1993 11:57
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...9mm Smith & Wessons.
Liz
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Note 16.262 The Little Things In Life 262 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "Gotta Boogie on my finger...." 17 lines 30-SEP-1993 12:12
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...38 caliber
...rocket launchers
...Uzi
...semi-automatics (all of 'em)
...gernades
...Guilitone
Ewokie
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Note 16.263 The Little Things In Life 263 of 425
LEVVAX::JMS3520 "Blade Runner" 4 lines 30-SEP-1993 12:26
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Yea...the fun stuff..party favors :)
--Phantomstalker
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Note 16.264 The Little Things In Life 264 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Oh Fantasy.... FREE ME!" 5 lines 30-SEP-1993 12:28
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You betcha!
:)
Liz
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Note 16.265 The Little Things In Life 265 of 425
LEVVAX::CJW3890 11 lines 30-SEP-1993 14:42
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.....deciding that instead of going for definite furute security in
the engineering field to go for a writing literature degree and see if
I can make it as a writer. When I went into Engineering, I was hoping
to be creative, but I sooned everything is very restricted and guided
by mountains of mind boggling formula's. YUCK. Wish me luck, cuase
here I go.
....knowing I can outrun my dad when I tell him. :) (nah, he'll
understand)
Tas
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Note 16.266 The Little Things In Life 266 of 425
LEVVAX::GKB3790 "A 6ULDV8" 12 lines 30-SEP-1993 14:53
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Wohoooo! Tas breaks away! I'm behind you, pal. Give it your all.
what's the worst that could happen? you could die, peniless and
unloved in a gutter because you couldn't make it as a starvingwriter.
:)
Hehehehehe.
--Cav
Just kidding.
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Note 16.267 The Little Things In Life 267 of 425
LEVVAX::CAS9140 "Pookie's Prime Henchman" 6 lines 30-SEP-1993 15:01
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to Tas:
you go, girl! :)
I have yet to tell my (%*&$father about my plans on becoming an
interpreter. can't wait to dissapoint the ^&*%$#! :)
Pook
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Note 16.268 The Little Things In Life 268 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "Gotta Boogie on my finger...." 10 lines 30-SEP-1993 15:14
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...having friends who can come to you with decisions, and you can be
there to help 'em out..(Way to go Tas! We'll write books together...)
...beating up Pookie
Ewokie
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Note 16.269 The Little Things In Life 269 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Cocky Gerrit" 11 lines 30-SEP-1993 17:20
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.....hydrogen bombs...
.....laughing at Pookie's response to Tas.
.....laughing.
.....being happy.
.....only having a hundred posts waitin fer me to read.
Gerrit
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Note 16.270 The Little Things In Life 270 of 425
LEVVAX::ENB1783 "The Smoking Philosopher" 11 lines 30-SEP-1993 17:37
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....finally figuring out that bass riff that has bothered you for
weeks.
....not being spoken to by your multiple personalitied friend.
....meeting people who make your own personal strangeness look like
child's play.
-Smoking Philosopher
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Note 16.271 The Little Things In Life 271 of 425
LEVVAX::TMR3915 "The White Ninja" 6 lines 30-SEP-1993 17:54
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...only working until 1:30 tonight.
...Road trip this weekend.
The White Ninja
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Note 16.272 The Little Things In Life 272 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The WOK has spoken..." 6 lines 30-SEP-1993 19:39
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..ewoks!
Ewokie
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Note 16.273 The Little Things In Life 273 of 425
LEVVAX::AJL3578 "Forever Bored" 4 lines 30-SEP-1993 21:38
-< hit the spot today >-
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...killians
Tony
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Note 16.274 The Little Things In Life 274 of 425
LEVVAX::ETR0370 "ETRigan" 9 lines 30-SEP-1993 21:44
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H & K 9mm Sub-machine guns.
9mm Berrettas
Colt 45 mil spec pistols
miniguns
-ETRigan-
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Note 16.275 The Little Things In Life 275 of 425
LEVVAX::TPW4968 "TWINK!" 5 lines 30-SEP-1993 21:57
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Stealing 9mm Berrettas from Air Base gate gaurds. (ETRigan, you know
who I'm talking about)
TWINK!
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Note 16.276 The Little Things In Life 276 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Oh industry...." 16 lines 30-SEP-1993 22:41
-< happy happy... >-
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....a friend finally deciding to go for a real field like writing
instead of something dull and repressive like engineering. (ALRIGHT!!!
About !@#$^&% time!!! :) )
....having your work shown to the grad students by your professor as an
idea for future work. :)
....having your work turn out really nice!
.... metals.
Liz
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Note 16.277 The Little Things In Life 277 of 425
LEVVAX::MTH2909 "Degrade the Hearing Environment!" 7 lines 1-OCT-1993 00:09
-< Do worry, be unhappy... >-
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Live a little while the real world is up-sided down.
-Sleepy knows what's
nothing.
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Note 16.278 The Little Things In Life 278 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Oh industry...." 8 lines 1-OCT-1993 00:30
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(Wha....?)
..... TELNET... when all the people aren't being pricks.
Liz
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Note 16.279 The Little Things In Life 279 of 425
LEVVAX::GPD5545 "Love makes the world go 'round" 4 lines 1-OCT-1993 07:44
-< I still don't.... >-
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Huh?
I don't get it....
-Dank
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Note 16.280 The Little Things In Life 280 of 425
LEVVAX::JDD9642 "vow to endeavor to persevere" 6 lines 1-OCT-1993 07:54
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That wondeful feeling of knowing that your chosen field is thought
of as being repressive, like my whole life's gonna revolve around
nothing but dingy white shirts with pocket protectors and really bad
ties. *snif*
-jd
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Note 16.281 The Little Things In Life 281 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Oh industry...." 13 lines 1-OCT-1993 13:21
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(sorry hon... I'm an art major who has serious problems with math.
Just my POV.)
..... flirting with friends.
..... dissing on noysome twirps.
..... wild goose chases.
Liz
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Note 16.282 The Little Things In Life 282 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Cocky Gerrit" 3 lines 1-OCT-1993 13:55
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.... talking on the phone for free...Yay! :)
Gerrit
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Note 16.283 The Little Things In Life 283 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The WOK has spoken..." 13 lines 1-OCT-1993 14:30
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...chocolate
...puppybreath
...cheesecake
...hugs
...driving lessons
Ewokie
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Note 16.284 The Little Things In Life 284 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Cocky Gerrit" 12 lines 1-OCT-1993 15:48
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...FUDGE! :)
...furry hugs
...leaving and entering a phone call all the time
...having lotsa free time
...gettin a wittle moola!
Gerrit
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Note 16.285 The Little Things In Life 285 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The WOK has spoken..." 11 lines 1-OCT-1993 16:32
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...steel wools in one's mouth.
...roadkill
...hugs from a moth smelling grandmother
Ewokie
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Note 16.286 The Little Things In Life 286 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Cocky Gerrit" 13 lines 2-OCT-1993 12:00
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...getting dumped on. (Not me! ehe)
...having fun with a Skunk.
...getting a cool practical joke pulled on ya and not knowing what the
hell to think the whole time.
...watching Aladdin!
...falling asleep watching Monty Python at 3am...
Gerrit
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Note 16.287 The Little Things In Life 287 of 425
LEVVAX::GKB3790 "Skunky Kicks A$$" 7 lines 2-OCT-1993 13:36
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...giving bear hugs.
...snuggling with a puppy.
...watching Rocky Horror.
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Note 16.288 The Little Things In Life 288 of 425
LEVVAX::JDP0492 "BLAH BLAH BLAH My soul to keep..." 8 lines 3-OCT-1993 16:38
-< Ya-hoo >-
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Going out and not getting trashed...
Having friends come to visit that you haven't seen for a long time...
fooling around on the vax when you really should be doing work, but at
this point, you don't really even care...
the Anti-Christ
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Note 16.289 The Little Things In Life 289 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The WOK has spoken..." 7 lines 4-OCT-1993 00:29
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...being picked during Rocky, to receive a hug from Rocky :)
Ewokie
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Note 16.290 The Little Things In Life 290 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Oh industry...." 13 lines 4-OCT-1993 12:24
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.... watching Ewokie get hugged by Rocky.
.... getting hugged by Frank, Dr. Scott, Columbia, and Riff-Raff. (The joys
of being cast....)
... waving to Daddy during the "lesbian scene" in Rocky.
... sex and drums and rock and roll.
Liz
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Note 16.291 The Little Things In Life 291 of 425
LEVVAX::MSA7064 "Sceadeau and Suga-Tush" 7 lines 4-OCT-1993 12:43
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...being a virgin at the Rocky in Rochy ( :P )
...seeing it in the Bronx
-- Sceadeau
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Note 16.292 The Little Things In Life 292 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The WOK has spoken..." 9 lines 4-OCT-1993 16:13
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...friends that care
...not being whipped for being a virgin.
Ewokie
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Note 16.293 The Little Things In Life 293 of 425
LEVVAX::JED5264 "Q-Tips are better than sex" 6 lines 4-OCT-1993 19:35
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becoming de virginized and not telling your roomate, and then listening
to her cry for hours after she found that condom wrapper on the
floor...
J
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Note 16.294 The Little Things In Life 294 of 425
LEVVAX::MSA7064 "Sceadeau and Suga-Tush" 5 lines 4-OCT-1993 19:51
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leaving empty condom wrappers on your much hated roomates bed.
-- Sceadeau
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Note 16.295 The Little Things In Life 295 of 425
LEVVAX::MSA7064 "Sceadeau and Suga-Tush" 5 lines 4-OCT-1993 19:51
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--make that used condoms
-- Sceadeau
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Note 16.296 The Little Things In Life 296 of 425
LEVVAX::JED5264 "Q-Tips are better than sex" 6 lines 4-OCT-1993 20:13
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hehehe...
yeah, and pour water all over the bed... ech.. I'm grossing myself out
here.
J
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Note 16.297 The Little Things In Life 297 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The WOK has spoken..." 6 lines 4-OCT-1993 20:33
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...announcing to everyone that you are upset because your roomate isn't
a virgin anymore.
Ewokie
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Note 16.298 The Little Things In Life 298 of 425
LEVVAX::JED5264 "Q-Tips are better than sex" 5 lines 4-OCT-1993 21:17
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not being introduced to everyone by "hi, this is my roomate Jenn, she's
a virgin" anymore
J
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Note 16.299 The Little Things In Life 299 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The WOK has spoken..." 9 lines 4-OCT-1993 21:20
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...having friends come visit me, and then listening to then roomate
whine about how she wasn't good enough to talk too...
Ewokie
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Note 16.300 The Little Things In Life 300 of 425
LEVVAX::JDD9642 "Gone Troppo!" 6 lines 5-OCT-1993 07:16
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...that rare occasion when I get an assignment done early...
-jd
"to dream the impossible dream"
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Note 16.301 The Little Things In Life 301 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Just need a little luv..." 2 lines 5-OCT-1993 08:18
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...reflecting on the past...
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Note 16.302 The Little Things In Life 302 of 425
LEVVAX::JDD9642 "Gone Troppo!" 5 lines 5-OCT-1993 10:16
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Gerrit feeling better, so that every post doesn't come across with
that unmistakeable whine - welcome back to the land of the living. :)
-jd
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Note 16.303 The Little Things In Life 303 of 425
LEVVAX::GPD5545 "Love makes the world go 'round" 3 lines 5-OCT-1993 10:35
-< Yum! >-
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Cheese-its and ORange Crush!
-Dank
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Note 16.304 The Little Things In Life 304 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Just need a little luv..." 4 lines 5-OCT-1993 11:03
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...loving to post in LEV! :)
Gerrit
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Note 16.305 The Little Things In Life 305 of 425
LEVVAX::MSA7064 "Sceadeau and Suga-Tush" 12 lines 5-OCT-1993 11:12
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...weekends with the Tushster.
...talking about the proper technique to devirginize friends
...waterbuffalo
...gym socks
-- Sceadeau
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Note 16.306 The Little Things In Life 306 of 425
LEVVAX::JKK7796 "THE MAD HATTER" 5 lines 5-OCT-1993 11:36
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giving sceadeau "hats" for his weekend with suga-tush...
the mad hatter
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Note 16.307 The Little Things In Life 307 of 425
LEVVAX::MSA7064 "Sceadeau and Suga-Tush" 5 lines 5-OCT-1993 11:47
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having yet to recieve my hats.
-- Sceadeau
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Note 16.308 The Little Things In Life 308 of 425
LEVVAX::JDD9642 "Gone Troppo!" 2 lines 5-OCT-1993 11:51
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Soft pretzels w/"___________" (choose your favorite topping)
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Note 16.309 The Little Things In Life 309 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Just need a little luv..." 10 lines 5-OCT-1993 13:42
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Soft pretzels w/nacho cheese were served at my school.
Soft pretzels w/salt. :)
That's all I ever had....what else is good?
Deciding not to go to class and making Sherm wait even longer! :>
Gerrit
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Note 16.310 The Little Things In Life 310 of 425
LEVVAX::JDD9642 "Gone Troppo!" 9 lines 5-OCT-1993 14:11
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...soft pretzels with mustard.
...soft pretzels with melted cream cheese (Bruegger's will do in a
pinch)
...soft pretzels even without salt.
-jd
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Note 16.311 The Little Things In Life 311 of 425
LEVVAX::JEB6240 "Hey you, yeah you...SMILE!" 3 lines 5-OCT-1993 14:42
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soft pretzeles with melted cheese for pd
THE DISTINGUISHED KID
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Note 16.312 The Little Things In Life 312 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The WOK has spoken..." 10 lines 5-OCT-1993 15:29
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...drinking something godawful, when everyone thinks you won't.
...continuing to shock the world.
Ewokie
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Note 16.313 The Little Things In Life 313 of 425
LEVVAX::JDP0492 "BLAH BLAH BLAH My soul to keep..." 7 lines 5-OCT-1993 17:41
-< ... >-
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...soft pretzels with chocolate...
...listening to the same tape over and over when you first get it.
...the smell of new leather.
the Anti-Christ
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Note 16.314 The Little Things In Life 314 of 425
LEVVAX::GKB3790 "Why am I here?" 3 lines 5-OCT-1993 17:48
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Was it as godawful as the stuff I drank last spring?
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Note 16.315 The Little Things In Life 315 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Just need a little luv..." 11 lines 5-OCT-1993 20:23
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Remembering of when the principle at my school drank a drink that ASB
made during an assembly that had peanut butter, snails, dog food,
water, soda, live snails too, chocolate, grass, dirt, and nacho
cheese sauce, and not blowin chunks after all 12 oz of it!
(Gee, even thicker than Tap Water! :)
... being happy and joyful even during work!
Gerrit
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Note 16.316 The Little Things In Life 316 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The WOK has spoken..." 8 lines 5-OCT-1993 20:46
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...people who understand
Ewokie
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Note 16.317 The Little Things In Life 317 of 425
LEVVAX::TPW4968 "TWINK!" 4 lines 5-OCT-1993 22:48
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...Cheddar Goldfish
TWINK!
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Note 16.318 The Little Things In Life 318 of 425
LEVVAX::ETR0370 "ETRigan" 4 lines 5-OCT-1993 23:01
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The great white Etrigan that preys on cheddar goldfish, luring them in
with Squeeze Cheeze.
-ETRigan-
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Note 16.319 The Little Things In Life 319 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The WOK has spoken..." 9 lines 5-OCT-1993 23:13
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Strawberry Fig Newtons.
Ewokie
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Note 16.320 The Little Things In Life 320 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Oh industry...." 13 lines 5-OCT-1993 23:18
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....soft pretzels with lots of salt....the genuine Penn Dutch ones....
eaten on a tour through Philadelphia.
....fond memories.
....many compliments on my latest piece of jewelry.
....friends.
Liz
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Note 16.321 The Little Things In Life 321 of 425
LEVVAX::JDD9642 "Gone Troppo!" 5 lines 6-OCT-1993 06:43
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...people who have learned the art of a patient ear, even when you
feel you're babbling (thx) :)
-jd
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Note 16.322 The Little Things In Life 322 of 425
LEVVAX::JKK7796 "THE MAD HATTER" 7 lines 6-OCT-1993 09:45
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only 1 person in your lab for the past two hours...
(can't tell i'm bored can ya?)
the mad hatter
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Note 16.323 The Little Things In Life 323 of 425
LEVVAX::JED5264 "Q-Tips are better than sex" 11 lines 6-OCT-1993 10:45
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soft pretzels with mustard
the hot dog vender on Bruckner Boulevard that's been there since yer
MOM was a kid
hot dogs with onions and saurkraut
doggie kisses from Maxmillian :)
J
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Note 16.324 The Little Things In Life 324 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The WOK has spoken..." 13 lines 6-OCT-1993 11:01
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...the T in Thomas
...both hearing aids broken (What? What did you say?)
...a gaggle of friends...
...Mc Donalds.
Ewokie
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Note 16.325 The Little Things In Life 325 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Just need a little luv..." 4 lines 6-OCT-1993 13:07
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Sugar!
Gerrit
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Note 16.326 The Little Things In Life 326 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "Fuck Off!" 7 lines 6-OCT-1993 13:59
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suga-douche :)
Ewokie
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Note 16.327 The Little Things In Life 327 of 425
LEVVAX::MSA7064 "Sceadeau and Suga-Tush" 7 lines 6-OCT-1993 14:05
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Ewokie, now you cut that out....
:{
-- Sceadeau
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Note 16.328 The Little Things In Life 328 of 425
LEVVAX::JDD9642 "Gone Troppo!" 4 lines 6-OCT-1993 14:08
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Hey - I like that face :{ kinda looks like a walrus, with a little
Yosemite Sam.
-jd
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Note 16.329 The Little Things In Life 329 of 425
LEVVAX::JKK7796 "THE MAD HATTER" 6 lines 6-OCT-1993 15:27
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or a quivering lip...
:{ (wimper, wimper)
the mad hatter
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Note 16.330 The Little Things In Life 330 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Oh industry...." 17 lines 6-OCT-1993 19:26
-< he's really proud of me!!!! :) >-
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......friends with soft shoulders and strong arms.
......Pookie tails.
......cheesecake.
......commendations on my work.
......commissions for my work.
......project approvals.... next up, a ROSE!
......roses from your professor (for a model for my project, you pervs)
Liz
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Note 16.331 The Little Things In Life 331 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Just need a little luv..." 8 lines 6-OCT-1993 19:58
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... wishing Gracies cheesecake was better... :>
... happiness!
... things that make us all happy! :)
Gerrit
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Note 16.332 The Little Things In Life 332 of 425
LEVVAX::ETR0370 "ETRigan" 3 lines 6-OCT-1993 22:21
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Magnetic carrier fields in Ingle. (no wonder I always get a headache)
-ETRigan-
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Note 16.333 The Little Things In Life 333 of 425
LEVVAX::CAS9140 "Pookie's Prime Henchman" 2 lines 6-OCT-1993 22:47
-< *&#&$_(#@ starving >-
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food
Pook
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Note 16.334 The Little Things In Life 334 of 425
LEVVAX::CJW3890 "Lews Therrin Kinslayer" 3 lines 7-OCT-1993 00:29
-< Genie's living space.... >-
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I left the doritos, eat them. :)
Tas
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Note 16.335 The Little Things In Life 335 of 425
LEVVAX::CAS9140 "Pookie's Prime Henchman" 6 lines 7-OCT-1993 04:45
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I hate doritos. blech! :)
the little things in life...four o'clock in the morning phone calls
from a good friend in another state that keep you from falling asleep on
the job!
Pook
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Note 16.336 The Little Things In Life 336 of 425
LEVVAX::GPD5545 "Love makes the world go 'round" 7 lines 7-OCT-1993 07:35
-< OK, I'm a cop in training. >-
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But Chris, I thought that you LOVED Doritos, especially afer living
with Cliff.... :)
...Two Jelly Donuts from Dunkin' Donuts in the morning
...Listening to King's X on the way to work
-Dank
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Note 16.337 The Little Things In Life 337 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Just need a little luv..." 6 lines 7-OCT-1993 11:21
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...Half sized donuts from Gracies. yeck! :>
...Marathons that run so long! ;)
Gerrit
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Note 16.338 The Little Things In Life 338 of 425
LEVVAX::CAS9353 "Azul Palido" 11 lines 7-OCT-1993 12:35
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> ...Listening to King's X on the way to work
>
> -Dank
>
... finding someone else who likes Kings-X! :)
Sherm
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Note 16.339 The Little Things In Life 339 of 425
LEVVAX::ENB1783 "The Smoking Philosopher" 13 lines 7-OCT-1993 15:19
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....that first cigarette in the morning.
....finding a place with real, honest to God, good shag pipe tobacco
(does anyone know of such a place in rochester?).
....contact lenses.
....meeting insanely cool people (SCA, you know who you are.).
Randomly Yours,
The Smoking Philosopher.
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Note 16.340 The Little Things In Life 340 of 425
LEVVAX::JDP0492 "BLAH BLAH BLAH My soul to keep..." 7 lines 7-OCT-1993 16:21
-< procrastinator + >-
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...having a class cancelled when you didn't do the work for the
class...
...having friends up so that you aren't bored off your ass this weekend
while everyone goes home...
the Anti-Christ
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Note 16.341 The Little Things In Life 341 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Colds Suck. *sniff*" 15 lines 7-OCT-1993 17:33
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...being insanely cool (insane kinda goes with the territory in the
SCA... :) ) Thanks, Ed.
...rolling metal.
...backrubs.
...showing off my work for my buds.
...the air flow going through my nose is pretty little......
Liz
I hab a cowb
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Note 16.342 The Little Things In Life 342 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "Blow Chunks!" 17 lines 7-OCT-1993 19:59
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...nude male models...
...letters from home
...back rubs....
...people who care when you poison yourself...
...a small turd
Ewokie
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Note 16.343 The Little Things In Life 343 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Colds Suck. *sniff*" 9 lines 7-OCT-1993 20:04
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.....kleenex.
.....chocolate.
Liz
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Note 16.344 The Little Things In Life 344 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "Blow Chunks!" 11 lines 7-OCT-1993 20:33
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...chainsaws
...axes..
...pirahna's
Ewokie
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Note 16.345 The Little Things In Life 345 of 425
LEVVAX::JDD9642 "Gone Troppo!" 5 lines 7-OCT-1993 21:46
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...cold sores
...very small rocks
-jd
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Note 16.346 The Little Things In Life 346 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Just need a little luv..." 4 lines 7-OCT-1993 21:58
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...anything illegal... :>
Gerrit
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Note 16.347 The Little Things In Life 347 of 425
LEVVAX::TPW4968 "TWINK!" 6 lines 8-OCT-1993 01:36
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The bug on the screen.
Snatching a cushioned table a Greasie's during the busy time.
TWINK!
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Note 16.348 The Little Things In Life 348 of 425
LEVVAX::BRC8940 "Houdini" 7 lines 8-OCT-1993 08:05
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...shower curtain mold.
...gracie's baked goods with shower curtain mold.
...yesterday bacon ...today bacon pizza!
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Note 16.349 The Little Things In Life 349 of 425
LEVVAX::AMA4524 "Angel of Music" 20 lines 8-OCT-1993 12:45
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... being told by an adorable freshman that he's sad that your leaving
in two quarters, and that he's gonna miss you, even if he did just meet
you...
... going back in time, remembering all the love that was shared
between a group of friends, and then feeling the stirrings of that
closeness within the new group...
skipping class to catch up on old times...
beating up on folks i haven't seen all week...
... singing your heart out, and receiving praise from one more learned
than yourself...
... getting a second (third) job...
... productive burn-out...
NightBird
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Note 16.350 The Little Things In Life 350 of 425
LEVVAX::JDD9642 "Gone Troppo!" 10 lines 8-OCT-1993 13:08
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productive burnout - how well I know!
idiotic laughter
clawing my way, completely exhausted through one more day.
being able to make said clawing look effortless.
-jd
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Note 16.351 The Little Things In Life 351 of 425
LEVVAX::TLR8799 "Whaddya mean, Doc? I'm not insane?" 4 lines 8-OCT-1993 13:26
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The looks of the LEVers faces when they finally catch me. Gerrit, I
can see why you occasionally call yourself "Cocky Gerrit"!
The Joker
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Note 16.352 The Little Things In Life 352 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Just need a little luv..." 10 lines 8-OCT-1993 13:32
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Well, Ewokie inspired that name...and it now you know why! :>
...finally realizing somewhat what is going on :)
...getting a paycheck for more then a week! YAY! :)
...being happy still
Gerrit
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Note 16.353 The Little Things In Life 353 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Colds Suck. *sniff*" 15 lines 8-OCT-1993 15:13
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...poorly timed Ellingson fire drills
...warm nights and the circle in EPB quad.
...things looking like they may have actually worked out.
...the unknown.
...life.
...renewed appreciation for the act of breathing.
Liz
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Note 16.354 The Little Things In Life 354 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "Liz is sick...:'(" 14 lines 8-OCT-1993 15:48
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...stinking fire alarms
...kindey stones
...a picture of a most beautiful baby with a natural mohawk...(oh
jd...I envy you :)
...snarfing..
Ewokie
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Note 16.355 The Little Things In Life 355 of 425
LEVVAX::JED5264 "Q-Tips are better than sex" 6 lines 8-OCT-1993 19:16
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a roomate, an RA, and a campus safety sqad who care SO much about you
that they let you sleep through the fire alarms so you won' t be tired
the next day.
J
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Note 16.356 The Little Things In Life 356 of 425
LEVVAX::JDD9642 "Great solution, wrong problem" 8 lines 8-OCT-1993 21:36
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...a beautiful little baby with a natural mohawk who takes nice
pictures.
...having access to a Create-a-print so I can make the occasional
blow-up, free.
-jd
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Note 16.357 The Little Things In Life 357 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Just need a little luv..." 6 lines 9-OCT-1993 19:50
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...not knowing where ANYONE is on saturday...
...being able to post something unhappy! :>
Gerrit
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Note 16.358 The Little Things In Life 358 of 425
LEVVAX::RJF0203 "it's just me....loxley" 16 lines 9-OCT-1993 20:01
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......CHOCOLATE cheesecake
......lincoln logs
......hot chocolate
......friends to talk to until the sun rises, and then watching it
together
......writing notes in the frost on cars
......having someone you love just hold you tight
-loxley
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Note 16.359 The Little Things In Life 359 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "Colds Suck. *sniff*" 15 lines 10-OCT-1993 15:50
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.....wierd birthdays
.....pixie stix
.....bullwhips
.....morning exercise
.....seranades from the Rocky cast
.....roses
.....watermelon gum
.....California
.....VAXflowers
Liz
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Note 16.360 The Little Things In Life 360 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "My name is Crevis...huh huh" 14 lines 10-OCT-1993 19:58
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...cheesecake
...a surprise present
...vaxing off
...hiding under a disguise
...people who lie thru their teeth
Ewokie
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Note 16.361 The Little Things In Life 361 of 425
LEVVAX::JKK7796 "THE MAD HATTER" 5 lines 10-OCT-1993 20:00
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...getting "shine on" (the pink floyd boxed set...only 500 made)
the mad hatter
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Note 16.362 The Little Things In Life 362 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "My name is Crevis...huh huh" 10 lines 10-OCT-1993 20:02
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...getting Weird Al's new tape :)
...getting Meatloaf's new song :)
...getting all the Disney songs ever made :)
Ewokie
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Note 16.363 The Little Things In Life 363 of 425
LEVVAX::JKK7796 "THE MAD HATTER" 5 lines 10-OCT-1993 20:05
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...having someone to count on...
the mad hatter
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Note 16.364 The Little Things In Life 364 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "My name is Crevis...huh huh" 6 lines 10-OCT-1993 20:10
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...having someone you can go to..
Ewokie
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Note 16.365 The Little Things In Life 365 of 425
LEVVAX::TPW4968 "TWINK!" 4 lines 10-OCT-1993 20:50
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Getting the high score on a video game.
TWINK!
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Note 16.366 The Little Things In Life 366 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "My name is Crevis...huh huh" 7 lines 10-OCT-1993 21:00
-< :) >-
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...darning socks.
Ewokie
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Note 16.367 The Little Things In Life 367 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Just need a little luv..." 21 lines 11-OCT-1993 03:00
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....beings totally amazed and breathtaken that someone might actually
have all of Disney's songs. (If so, I want all seventy days of it)
....lying in teeth... ;>
....still on the VAX at 3am still happy ya don't have to get up 'till
6:30 fer work and hell day...Yay! :>
(Tommorrow, err, Today might ruin my happy streak..eehhe)
....neglecting everything havin to do with college!
....having such wonderful friends still! :)
....someone liking CA... :)
....not being confused!!!!!!! YAY! :)
....being happy for one last day! :)
Gerrit
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Note 16.368 The Little Things In Life 368 of 425
LEVVAX::FJS3367 "Black Market Fuzzies, inc." 8 lines 11-OCT-1993 09:58
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Getting Liz a boquet of pixie stix for her birthday....
Getting Liz a weapon for her birthday.... :)
She's happy now. ;)
Nutrocker --
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Note 16.369 The Little Things In Life 369 of 425
LEVVAX::CAS9140 "Pookie's Prime Henchman" 2 lines 11-OCT-1993 12:48
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not seeing GAK post in every topic. naaah, won't happen.
Pook
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Note 16.370 The Little Things In Life 370 of 425
LEVVAX::GPD5545 "Love makes the world go 'round" 3 lines 11-OCT-1993 13:11
-< Cool. >-
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Getting your neck rubbed by a goddess while reading notes....
-Dank
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Note 16.371 The Little Things In Life 371 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Just need a little luv..." 16 lines 11-OCT-1993 17:46
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...seeing Pook post in every topic... (nahh, won't happen) :>
...wishing...
...hoping...
...caring...
...Sitting at work starved as Vamp and Rave leave ya fer food ;)
...Being able to think!
...falling asleep every time you really think.
...Yes.
Gerrit
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Note 16.372 The Little Things In Life 372 of 425
LEVVAX::LEW6871 6 lines 12-OCT-1993 03:33
-< ICK!! >-
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a DEAD frozen cockroach in your ice cream!! >:o"""" (ugh!)
-Mystery Girl
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Note 16.373 The Little Things In Life 373 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Just need a little luv..." 6 lines 12-OCT-1993 08:11
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a LIVE thaw mouse in your pudding. :>
(Did that really happen to ya MG?)
Gerrit
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Note 16.374 The Little Things In Life 374 of 425
LEVVAX::JEB6240 "I CAN MAKE THE IMPOSSIBLE POSSIBLE" 3 lines 12-OCT-1993 09:58
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an elephant in your soup
THE DISTINGUISHED KID
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Note 16.375 The Little Things In Life 375 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "My name is Crevis...huh huh" 7 lines 12-OCT-1993 15:22
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..drinking arsenic
Ewokie
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Note 16.376 The Little Things In Life 376 of 425
LEVVAX::RHP7572 "Raven- Reluctant Messiah" 5 lines 12-OCT-1993 15:32
-< nahh.. >-
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personally, I prefer Hemlock...Gracies has it over in the Vegitarian
line I think....look in the soup...
RavenThorne
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Note 16.377 The Little Things In Life 377 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "Don't talk to me" 8 lines 12-OCT-1993 15:39
-< outlet >-
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...a paper clip and an electric socket
Ewokie
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Note 16.378 The Little Things In Life 378 of 425
LEVVAX::RHP7572 "Raven- Reluctant Messiah" 3 lines 12-OCT-1993 15:45
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...mosquito $hit....do they?
RavenThorne
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Note 16.379 The Little Things In Life 379 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Just need a little luv..." 4 lines 12-OCT-1993 18:24
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...sitting in an electrified pool of water...ahhhh :>
Gerrit
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Note 16.380 The Little Things In Life 380 of 425
LEVVAX::AMA4524 "Angel of Music" 15 lines 12-OCT-1993 23:41
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talking until 5:30 am... knowing full well that i had to work an 11
hour shift the morning...
falling asleep in someone's arms... and waking up in that same pair of
strong, sheltering arms...
hope...
potential...
his elmer fudd impression... :)
guardian angel
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Note 16.381 The Little Things In Life 381 of 425
LEVVAX::JKK7796 "THE MAD HATTER" 8 lines 13-OCT-1993 08:23
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quarks...
(for those of you who don't take physics, they are peices of the peices
that make up atoms...)
the mad hatter
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Note 16.382 The Little Things In Life 382 of 425
LEVVAX::TPW4968 "TWINK!" 8 lines 13-OCT-1993 14:09
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What kind of quarks? Top, bottom, strange, charmed? (I forgot the other
two.
Urinating on an elctric fence.
TWINK!
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Note 16.383 The Little Things In Life 383 of 425
LEVVAX::TLR8799 "Whaddya mean, Doc? I'm not insane?" 5 lines 13-OCT-1993 14:23
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When I am feeling a little down, there's nothing like sticking a
screwdriver in an outlet and administering your own shock treatment
therapy to snap you out of your depression.
The electricified Joker
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Note 16.384 The Little Things In Life 384 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "Don't talk to me" 8 lines 13-OCT-1993 14:32
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...putting formaldehyde on your fingernails and watching them fall
off...
Ewokie
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Note 16.385 The Little Things In Life 385 of 425
LEVVAX::JED5264 "Q-Tips are better than sex" 5 lines 13-OCT-1993 15:14
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putting everyone around you in a bad mood.
J
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Note 16.386 The Little Things In Life 386 of 425
LEVVAX::CJW3890 "Lews Therrin Kinslayer" 5 lines 13-OCT-1993 15:22
-< :) >-
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#@^$#^$%#&%$#&$^%$ OFF JENN!!!
Tas
PS :)
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Note 16.387 The Little Things In Life 387 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Just need a little luv..." 6 lines 13-OCT-1993 16:20
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hahahahahhaha
...picking your nose with an electrified cord. :>
Gerrit
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Note 16.388 The Little Things In Life 388 of 425
LEVVAX::RHP7572 "Raven- Reluctant Messiah" 11 lines 13-OCT-1993 16:29
-< *bounce* >-
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....jumping off of the empire state building, and landing on a bicycle
with no seat....
Raven
---- T
| h
| o
| r
| \ ne /
^^
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Note 16.389 The Little Things In Life 389 of 425
LEVVAX::JKK7796 "THE MAD HATTER" 6 lines 13-OCT-1993 17:51
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having ewokie pick your nose (believe me, that's worse than and
electric wire)
the mad hatter
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Note 16.390 The Little Things In Life 390 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Epitome of Evil" 7 lines 13-OCT-1993 19:28
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...having noses to pick
Ewokie
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Note 16.391 The Little Things In Life 391 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Just need a little luv..." 4 lines 13-OCT-1993 19:58
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...wipin yer nose all over cuz yer roomate used all the kleenex. :>
Gerrit
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Note 16.392 The Little Things In Life 392 of 425
LEVVAX::JDD9642 "Great solution, wrong problem" 4 lines 13-OCT-1993 21:08
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wipin' yer nose on yer roommate just for usin' all the kleenex.
-jd
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Note 16.393 The Little Things In Life 393 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Epitome of Evil" 6 lines 13-OCT-1993 21:13
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...using butt paper for your nose.
Ewokie
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Note 16.394 The Little Things In Life 394 of 425
LEVVAX::JED5264 "Q-Tips are better than sex" 5 lines 13-OCT-1993 21:21
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someone in my suite keeps a booger collection on the bathroom wall next
to the toilet paper. It's gross.
J
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Note 16.395 The Little Things In Life 395 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Epitome of Evil" 13 lines 13-OCT-1993 21:42
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...oops...they found it?
...paper cuts
Ewokie
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Note 16.396 The Little Things In Life 396 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Just need a little luv..." 7 lines 13-OCT-1993 22:28
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buaahahhahahah
... sittin in a lab fer 4 hours after running across campus fer a fone
call
Gerrit
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Note 16.397 The Little Things In Life 397 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Epitome of Evil" 16 lines 14-OCT-1993 01:20
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...starving
...being dehydrated
...having smelly socks
...passing gas
...vomiting on the coffee table
...having a mom that loves you unconditionally
Ewokie
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Note 16.398 The Little Things In Life 398 of 425
LEVVAX::JAL5343 5 lines 14-OCT-1993 12:44
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Testing the bounds of reality and living to tell the tale.
_mUmSi-
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Note 16.399 The Little Things In Life 399 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Just need a little luv..." 4 lines 14-OCT-1993 14:49
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laughing at memories of other people!! :)
Gerrit
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Note 16.400 The Little Things In Life 400 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Epitome of Evil" 7 lines 14-OCT-1993 14:50
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...missle testing in the Bronx...
Ewokie
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Note 16.401 The Little Things In Life 401 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Just need a little luv..." 4 lines 14-OCT-1993 14:55
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...dodging the missles in LA coming from the Bronx... :>
Gerrit
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Note 16.402 The Little Things In Life 402 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "The Epitome of Evil" 7 lines 14-OCT-1993 15:23
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...size 32 A breasts.
Ewokie
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Note 16.403 The Little Things In Life 403 of 425
LEVVAX::ETR0370 "We are the knights who say NI!" 5 lines 14-OCT-1993 23:06
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I second that motion.
}:)
-ETRigan-
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Note 16.404 The Little Things In Life 404 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Just need a little luv..." 6 lines 15-OCT-1993 01:22
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That was a MOTION!? o.k.... :>
...getting a major project (1 of 3) done in 3 hours on one day! :)
Gerrit
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Note 16.405 The Little Things In Life 405 of 425
LEVVAX::JDP0492 "Trying hard..." 7 lines 15-OCT-1993 14:57
-< yeah!! >-
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...the warm breeze of a sunny autumn day...
...the vibrant color of the leaves as they change...
...the smell in the air during fall...
the Anti-Christ
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Note 16.406 The Little Things In Life 406 of 425
LEVVAX::EJC7658 "They aren't THAT perky!" 12 lines 18-OCT-1993 00:21
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....being picked on for having perky breasts.
....falling REALLY far behind in notes...
....lil romances
....falling asleep in a pair of strong arms, and waking up to those
same strong arms holding you. (Gotta agree with ya there, Ang...)
Liz
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Note 16.407 The Little Things In Life 407 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "Go sit on a jackhammer" 16 lines 18-OCT-1993 09:26
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...loving your cat immensly, but having to give her away :'(
...romance
...chocolate
...brainless friends :)
...cheesecake
...Yoshi!
Ewokie
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Note 16.408 The Little Things In Life 408 of 425
LEVVAX::CJW3890 "Lews Therin Kinslayer" 7 lines 18-OCT-1993 09:41
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> ...brainless friends :)
I resemble that remark...or was that resent. Ahh hell, its too early,
where's my dictionary.
Tas
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Note 16.409 The Little Things In Life 409 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Just need a little luv..." 7 lines 18-OCT-1993 16:34
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I believe it is resemble. Cuz we all resemble that....I think...hmmm
...becoming happy within a few seconds of depression! :)
Gerrit
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Note 16.410 The Little Things In Life 410 of 425
LEVVAX::JDP0492 "Plucky go down the hole..." 11 lines 18-OCT-1993 18:31
-< sorry for the bitching.... >-
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...your alarm not going off...
...people screwing you over left and right...
...no one there to listen
...no one there who cares...
...skipping two tests by saying you are very sick...
the Anti-Christ
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Note 16.411 The Little Things In Life 411 of 425
LEVVAX::GAK4178 "Just need a little luv..." 12 lines 19-OCT-1993 08:53
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...turning off yer alarm and plopping right back down on the bed...
...showers...
...shaving...
...brushing...
(Miss those things a little this morn :> Better hurry back! :)
Gerrit
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Note 16.412 The Little Things In Life 412 of 425
LEVVAX::TLR8799 "Whaddya mean, Doc? I'm not insane?" 11 lines 19-OCT-1993 13:39
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Cramming in 2 book reports and trying to act like your brain isn't in
pain from overdose of words and symbols.
Getting up at 7 am to get to the lab by 8 am to finish the reports you
couldn't finish at 1 am the night before (or rather earlier this
morning!)
Drinking many glasses of coke to stay awake (why buy No-Doze when you
can get caffeine for free?)
The Joker
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Note 16.413 The Little Things In Life 413 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "Go sit on a jackhammer" 11 lines 19-OCT-1993 14:38
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...throwing parties for a friend, and having other friends help out
with it.
...being black and blue.
...being able to smile all day and mean it.
Ewokie
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Note 16.414 The Little Things In Life 414 of 425
LEVVAX::AMA4524 "Angel of Music" 6 lines 20-OCT-1993 19:25
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... seeing a clip of Wierd Al's Jurassic Park Parody video on ET... and
seeing a clay-mation T-Rex cough up a Barney head with the X-ed out
eyes!!!!!!!!
hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
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Note 16.415 The Little Things In Life 415 of 425
LEVVAX::JED5264 "Q-Tips are better than sex" 8 lines 20-OCT-1993 19:27
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tootsie rolls
J
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Note 16.416 The Little Things In Life 416 of 425
LEVVAX::JDD9642 "Great solution, wrong problem" 14 lines 20-OCT-1993 20:18
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...cheez its
...definitely tootsie rolls and cheez its
...thin mint gs cookies with cheez its
...soft pretzels and cheez its
...triscuits and cheez its
...did I mention cheez its?
-jd
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Note 16.417 The Little Things In Life 417 of 425
LEVVAX::ETR0370 "We are the knights who say NI!" 10 lines 21-OCT-1993 01:10
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Atoms
Quarks
Sub-atomic particles
my common sense
-ETRigan-
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Note 16.418 The Little Things In Life 418 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "Go sit on a jackhammer" 6 lines 21-OCT-1993 01:26
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...being with a friend that eats dog food.
Ewokie
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Note 16.419 The Little Things In Life 419 of 425
LEVVAX::JDD9642 "call me officer Phil" 4 lines 21-OCT-1993 08:30
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.being with a friend who eats dogs.
-jd
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Note 16.420 The Little Things In Life 420 of 425
LEVVAX::CJW3890 "Lews Therin Kinslayer" 3 lines 21-OCT-1993 10:02
-< :) >-
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Et tu, Brutus?
Tas
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Note 16.421 The Little Things In Life 421 of 425
LEVVAX::JED5264 "Q-Tips are better than sex" 4 lines 21-OCT-1993 14:18
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the brains of people who insist on posting literally "little" things
J
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Note 16.422 The Little Things In Life 422 of 425
LEVVAX::AXP4796 "Go sit on a jackhammer" 7 lines 21-OCT-1993 15:46
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...things that require the "Robo-Sux"
Ewokie
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Note 16.423 The Little Things In Life 423 of 425
LEVVAX::CJW3890 "Lews Therin Kinslayer" 2632 lines 25-OCT-1993 22:01
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The new and improved but not so little plan de Tas. :)
Unforgiven
New blood Joins this Earth
And quickly he's subdued
Through constant pained disgrace
The young boy learns their rules
With time the child draws in
this whipping boy done a wrong
Deprived of all his thoughts
The young man struggles on and on he's known
A vow unto his own
That never from this day
His will they'll take away
What I've felt What I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never be Never see
Won't see what might have been
What I've felt What I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never free Never me
So I dub thee unforgiven
They dedicate their lives
to running all of his
he tries to please them all
this bitter man hated
throughout his life the same
he's battled constantly
this fight he cannot win
the tired man they see no longer cares
that old man then prepares
to die regretfully
that old man there is ME
What I felt What I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never be Never see
Won't see what might have been
What I've felt What I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never free Never me
So I dub thee unforgiven
You label me
I'll label you
So I dub thee unforgiven
--Mettalica
Turn the Page
On a long and lonesome highway
East of Omaha
You can listen to the engine moaning out its one long song
you can think about the women
or the girl you knew the night before
But yer thoughts will soon be wandering
the way they always do
when yer riding sixteen hours
and there's nothing much to do
and you don't feel much like riding
you just wish the trip was through
Say, here I am
On the road again
There I am
up on the stage
here I go
playing the star again
there I go
Turn the page
Well you walk into a restaraunt
strung out from the road
you can feel the eyes upon you
as you're shaking off the cold
and you pretend it doesn't bother you
but you just want to explode
Most times you can't hear em talk
other times you can
all the same old cliches
is that a women or a man?
and you always seem outnumbered
you don't dare make a stand
Here I am
on the road again
there I am
up on the stage
here I go
playing the star again
there I go
turn the page
Up there in the spotlight
you're a million miles away
every once of energy
you try to give away
as the sweat pours out yer body
like the music that you play
Later in the evening as you lie awake in bed
with the echoes from the amplifier ringing in yer head
you smoke the day's last cigarrette
remembering what ya said
Here I am
on the road again
there I am
up on the stage
here i go
playing the star again
there I go
turn the page
--Bob Seger
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"I tire of your threats Ozzy. Lets finish the game."
Bolt lowers himself into his battle stance, wings tucked in,
forward claws extended out in front of him, maw slightly open. Ozzy
calmly draws his sword, and holds it loosely before him.
"Well? I tire of waiting for you dra...."
Ozzy's voice is cut off by a sudden roar and lightning quick
attack. Claws and jaws move too fast to be seen, the sword dances
through the air with incredible agility. After several seconds, Ozzy
is forced to fall back from the onslaught.
"Dragon, you are better than I gave you credit for." Ozzy rubs
one of many minor wounds. "Perhaps I should be more careful."
"You should never have come back!" Bolt unleashes a powerful
blast of fire, melting stones all around Ozzy. Little can be seen of
the abomination. The flame stops, and Ozzy stands there, a little
singed.
"You cannot hurt me Dragon!" Ozzy points his sword and speaks a
word of power. A blast of pure energy strikes Bolt in the chest,
knocking him flat.
"*cough* I am hurting you evil one. Your defensive spells will
fail..*wheez*. My magic protects me like yours does." Bolt grins.
"See, no real damage."
Both combatants lunge at each other, fighting at speeds that defy
the eye. Each cries out occasionly, as an expertly placed blow lands
true. Both, tiring and out of breath, pull away.
"See Dragon? I am too strong for you! Give up, or die."
"Never abomination. Never will I or my bretheren give up. I may
fall now, but when the Dragon horde descends on you, you will die.
Forever this time." Ozzy's face betrays a hint of fear, and Bolt
lunges.
The charge was too much for Ozzy. Steadily retreating from the
thrashing Dragon claws, Ozzy failed to notice the stone behind him. He
slipped and fell on his back, leaving himself wide open. Bolt raised a
claw above Ozzy, grinning, when Ozzy unleashed a spell. The spell was
a simple one, but used by a master of the arts, it had the force of a
mountain behind it. Just a simple push spell.
Bolt, caught off guard, reeled backwards, trying to regain his
balance. He spread his wings and began to pump them, but Ozzy was
already on his feet. The sword flew the air, driven by Ozzy's rage and
fear from having come so close to dying. Bolt, still off balance, was
only able to block most of the attacks. The ones he didn't, ended the
battle.
Bolt hit the ground with a dull thud. Several feet away lay his
left wing and claw. The jaw was sliced in a dozen different places and
head a bleeding mass of flesh. Besides a little twitching, Bolt did
not move.
"See Dragon? Should have stayed home!" Ozzy laughed mocking.
Believing he had won, his guard fell.
"May the Dragon horde take you!" Bolt sat up and spit fire at
Ozzy. Caught off guard, it hit him square in the face. Burned flesh
reeked in the air. Ozzy, while survivng the attack, was forever
disfigured.
"AAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
'See human *cough* what bringing this evil amounts to? He will
be the death of everything.'
'Tara, now. If you are going to kill him, get him now, while he
is distracted. Now.......'
Bolt spits up some blood and dies.
Ozzy, enraged, repeatedly slices and hacks the dragon body apart.
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Sad But True
Hey
Hey
I'm your life
I'm the one who takes you there
hey
hey
I'm your life
I'm the one who cares
they
they
they'll betray
I'm yer only true friend
they
they
they'll betray
I'm forevere there
I'm your dream make you real
I'm your eyes when you must steal
I'm your pain when you can't feel
Sad But true
I'm your dream mind astray
I'm your eyes while you're away
I'm your pain While you repay
Sad but true
You
You
your my mask
your my cover my shelter
you
you
your my mask
your the one whose blamed
Do
do
do my work
do my dirty work scapegoat
do
do
do my deeds
for you're the one whose shamed
I'm your dream make you real
I'm your eyes when you must steal
I'm your pain when you can't feel
Sad but true
Hate
hate
I'm your hate
I'm your hate when you want love
Pay
pay
pay the price
pay for nothing is fair
hey
hey
I'm your life
I'm the one who took you there
Hey
hey
I'm your life
And I no longer care
I'm your dream make you real
I'm your eyes when you must steal
I'm your pain when you can't feel
Sad But True
I'm your truth telling lies
I'm your reason alibies
hot inside open yer eyes
I'm YOU
Sad but true
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I AM THE WAY INTO THE DOEFUL CITY,
I AM THE WAY INTO ETERNAL GRIEF,
I AM THE WAY TO A FORSAKEN RACE.
ABANDON EVERY HOPE, ALL YOU WHO ENTER.
--The gate of hell, Dante's INFERNO.
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THE PARACHUTE PARADIGM
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You are one of two people on a malfunctioning airplane with only one
parachute.
Pessimist: you refuse the parachute because you might die in the jump
anyway.
Optimist: you refuse the parachute because people have survived jumps
just like this before.
Procrastinator: you play a game of Monopoly for the parachute.
Bureaucrat: you order them to conduct a feasibility study on parachute use
in multi-engine aircraft under code red conditions.
Lawyer: you charge one parachute for helping them sue the airline.
Doctor: you tell them you need to run more tests, then take the parachute
in order to make your next appointment.
Sales executive: you sell them the parachute at top retail rates and get
the names of their friends and relatives who might like one too.
Internal Revenue Service: you confiscate the parachute along with their
luggage, wallet, and gold fillings.
Advertiser: you strip-tease while singing that what they need is a neon
parachute with computer altimeter for only $39.99.
Engineer: you make them another parachute out of aisle curtains and
dental floss.
Scientist: you give them the parachute and ask them to send you a report
on how well it worked.
Mathematician: you refuse to accept the parachute without proof that it
will work in all cases.
Philosophy: you ask how they know the parachute actually exists.
English: you explicate simile and metaphor in the parachute instructions.
Comparative Literature: you read the parachute instructions in all four
languages.
Computer Science: you design a machine capable of operating a parachute
as well as a human being could.
Economics: you plot a demand curve by asking them, at regular intervals,
how much they would pay for a parachute.
Psychoanalysis: you ask them what the shape of a parachute reminds them
of.
Drama: you tie them down so they can watch you develop the character of a
person stuck on a falling plane without a parachute.
Art: you hang the parachute on the wall and sign it.
Republican: as you jump out with the parachute, you tell them to work hard
and not expect handouts.
Democrat: you ask them for a dollar to buy scissors so you can cut the
parachute into two equal pieces.
Libertarian: after reminding them of their constitutional right to have a
parachute, you take it and jump out.
Ross Perot: you tell them not to worry, since it won't take you long to
learn how to fix a plane.
Surgeon General: you issue a warning that skydiving can be hazardous to
your health.
Association of Tobacco Growers: you explain very patiently that despite a
number of remarkable coincidences, studies have shown no link
whatsoever between airplane crashes and death.
National Rifle Association: you shoot them and take the parachute.
Police Bigot: You beat them unconscious with the parachute.
Environmentalist: you refuse to use the parachute unless it is
biodegradable.
Objectivist: your only rational and moral choice is to take the parachute,
as the free market will take care of the other person.
Branch Davidian (David Koresh): you get inside the parachute and refuse to
come out.
Sports Fan: you start betting on how long it will take to crash.
Auto Mechanic: as long as you are looking at the plane engine, it works
fine.
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The Yukon Song
My tiger friend has got the sled, We'll never clean a plate,
And I have packed a snack. Of veggie glops and goos.
We're all set for the trip ahead. Messily we'll masticate,
We're never coming back! Using any fork we choose!
We're abandoning this life we led! The timber wolves will be our friends.
So long Mom and Pop! We'll stay up late and howl,
We're sick of doing what you've said, At the moon, till nighttime ends,
And now its going to stop! Before going on the prowl.
We're going where it snows all year, Oh, what a life! We cannot wait,
Where life can have real meaning. To be in that arctic land.
A place where we won't have to hear, Where we'll be masters of our fate,
"Your room could stand some cleaning." And lead a life that's grand!
The Yukon is the place for us! No more of parental rules!
That's where we want to live. We're heading for some snow!
Up there we'll get to yell and cuss, Good riddance to those grown-up ghouls!
And act real primitive. We're leaving! YUKON HO!
CALVIN AND HOBBES: YUKON HO!
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Garren set the empty tankard down on the table with a thud and slid
his gauntlet back on. With a groan, Garren lifted himself out of his
seat and stretched lightly. Bones cracked and Garren sighed. At fifty
years, Garren decided he was too old to be wandering around the
countryside babysitting. What I need is a warm fire and grandkids,
Garren thought glumly.
"Come on Telene, lets go. We don't need him coming back and
getting us into more trouble."
Telene nodded and took one last sip of her wine. Standing up, she
followed her champion, as she affectionately called him, out of the
tavern and onto the relatively busy main street. Garren turned the
opposite way that Verfen had took off, and got into stride. Standing
at six feet, and almost 210 pounds, all muscle, Garren resembled an old
wise lion who had not lost his physical prowess. The crowded street
parted for him and his ward as he walked.
"Gar? Tell me more about the Dread Wars. Why did the elves and
humans fight? Look, they seem perfectly happy now."
Garren's face, already hard from age, grew harder.
"You know the stories. The elves decided the humans were unclean,
unholy. Unfit for life. The decided to play vermin exterminators and
invaded, killing and destroying. Hard to beleive of a race that
supposedly reveres all life."
A passerby didn't get out of the way quick enough, and Garren
angrily shoved him. The man turned to protest, but seeing Garren's
face and armor, thought better of it and went back to his business.
Telene moved in front of Garren and faced him. Garren tried to go
around, but she blocked him.
"But I don't understand? There are elves and humans living here
together?" Garren gently grabbed Telene's arm and moved her off to the
side of the road. Telene glanced at a nearby stand where a human/elf
team of merchants bartered with a customer over the price of oil.
"Telene, so young and innocent. Like humans, the elves are divided
into groups. There are the Valanti, the so called true elves. They
see themselves as the purest, the ones meant to rule, as their religion
dictates. They are also the aristocracy, they have the power. Some
twenty years ago they started the campaign to eliminate the humans.
They almost did. But the humans, though less organized, had the
greater numbers, and beat the elves back into their lands, to the west.
The humans tried to give chase, but once they entered the woods, none
ever returned. There has been uneasy peace since, both staying off the
others lands, and the border is heavily fortified on both sides. The
elves you see here are the ones who did not agree with their High
Council or Head Priestess. They tried to speak out, but the high elves
decreed them traitors and had many executed. So they fled and joined
us humans. Since, they have gained some acceptance, aiding in the
border skirmishes and acting as spies. But many humans still do not
trust them."
Telene looked away as a tear slid down Garren's face.
"Why did you answer me now, when many times before you would not?"
Telene inquired softly.
"Because you are becoming an adult, and you should know. Your
father forbid it before, and I hesitantly held my tongue. Besides, we
are friends, and friends should talk." Garren playfully messed up
Telene's hair with his hand. Laughingly, she told him to stop.
"You'll always be my little girl. Now, lets go. We have places to
go, sites to see." Telene smiled, and as Garren turned away, she
raised both arms over her head. Garren recognized the move for what it
was, and turned to see what necklace she swiped.
"What did I tell...." Garren stopped in midsentence as the
pendant caught the light. For a moment, Garren was lost in a world of
memories, and Telene quizzically looked at her pendant.
"I got it off the ranger, when I took the pouch. Its only steel,
no real value, but I thought the design was neat." Telene slowly
examined the charicature of the eagle, wings outspread and sword in
talons, beak open, silently screaming.
Garren, with speed developed over the years, snatched the pendant
off her neck, breaking the leather string holding it.
"Hey!" Telene reached for the pendant. But Garren held it fast in
his fist.
"Come on, we have to find him." And without another word, Garren
walked away. Telene sighed and went after him. He can be so difficult
sometimes, she thought.
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"Look, I know you two think its here, but I tell you its a wild
goose chase." Verfen broke a stick in half and tossed into the fire
Garren just built. Garren only scowled and turned back to the deer,
but Telene grew red with anger.
"Fine, then leave. You don't have to stay with us. Go on."
Telene stood and went off into the woods.
Verfen sighed. He liked her, but she could be so childish at
times. I spose I should go after her, verfen thought. verfen moved to
stand, and Garren shook his head no.
"Leave her be, it is better for her to cool off. She so much
wanted to have an adventure that when she heard of the map and story,
she jumped at the chance. Wanting to strecth my legs some, I agreed.
But I think you are right, there is no treasure. But half the fun is
in the looking, you know?"
Verfen nodded his understanding. For Telene, who hadn't been out
and about much, this was a big deal, but for the little more
experienced and very pratcical ranger, it was hogwash. Maybe I can
lighten up and just enjoy myself, Verfen thought.
Garren slapped Verfen on the back as to say you made the right
choice kid and moved back the deer. Carefully, Garren cut the meat and
stretched it on sticks to be cooked. Pulling a pouch out of his pack,
Garren started preparing the meat.
"Its getting dark, better go after her. There might be dangers
that she needs rescuing from." Verfen thought he saw the hint of a
smile on Garren's face. Verfen smiled himself, and took off after
Telene.
Garren mumbled something about youngings and started to rap the
meat that was done.
Her trail was easy enough to follow. In her anger, she left a lot
of tell tale signs. Broken twigs, plants brushed off to the side, foot
prints. Verfen moved quickly, hoping she had not gone too far.
"Booo!!" Telene jumped out from behind a tree. Verfen half drew
his sword and jumped back, tripping on a branch and landing
unceremoniously on his back, knocking the breath out of him. Telene
laughed mischeivisouly and offered him a hand.
"Little trick Garren showed me, to lose someone who is following
you." Telene smiled as she pulled Verfen up.
"Fooled me." Verfen rubbed his leg where he had landed. "I'm
sorry I made you mad earlier, Telene, I'm just frustrated."
"Its ok, I forgive you. For now." Telene leaned close and kissed
Verfen softly, then pulled away. "C'mon, lets get back before Garren
worries too much." Verfen just nodded, silently wishing Garren away,
far away. Oh well, Verfen thought, I guess I'll have to be
respectable. Telene disappeared into the woods, heading towards camp.
And Verfen took off after her.
They walked side by side, not saying anything, each wondering at
the others thoughts, when a twig snapped. Verfen and Telene dropped to
the ground and crawled behind a tree. Verfen motioned her to set
still, and he slowly raised his head. A large shape moved slowly
between the trees, approaching the two.
"Verfen? Telene?" Garren called softly for the two.
Verfen and Telene sttod and walked over to him.
"I heard noises, from the other direction. Come on, we're gonna
move. Garren led them back to camp, his long sword drawn. Verfen
wondered absently where his other blade was, but realised a five foot
blade would be useless in the woods. As they moved into camp, Verfen
noticed all their gear packed and ready. The deer was only half done,
but better to leave the food then get killed by bandits or animals.
All three donned their packs and moved off on a westerly trail.
An hour or so later, as the last light faded, Garren spotted a circle
of trees and led the trio to it. Telene dropped her share of the gear heavily
on the ground and plopped herself down against a tree. Garren and Verfen
spread the bedrolls and Garren helped the tired Telene into one.
"Get some sleep, Verfen. I'll take first watch." Verfen watched as
Garren pulled out his two swords, the longsword and the five footer. Verfen
remembered seeing it in the battle with the leucrotta, but had forgot to ask
about it. Maybe tomorrow, Verfen thought tiredly, and laid down to get some
sleep. Snores came from his bedroll moments later.
Garren moved off the side, hidden in the shadows of the trees and sat
stock still. Telen, laying there awake, could hardly make out his form,
despite having seen him hide. She thought of all the years he had been with
her, teaching her, watching out for her, scolding her when her father wouldn't.
A tear formed on Telene's cheek. What would I do with out him, Telene
wondered.
Guard duty had its drawbacks, like time to think. And Garren was doing
plenty of it. Like all fathers, he was loathe to give up his daughter to
another man, and he saw Telene slipping through his fingers. In a way, he was
happy for her, for she seems to happy, and Verfen is a good young elf. But it
felt as if a part of himself was being cut off. Oh well, Garren thought, these
things happen.
The sun rose slowly overhead as Garren stirred the stew on the small
fire he had built. He had been up all night, letting the youngigns get their
rest. Whe knew he would pay for his all nighter, but he also knew that there
was a town nearby and perhaps he could convince them to go there and rest for a
while. Garren didn't remember the mornings being so cold, just age he guessed,
and sighed. He had done his usual morning workout, plus some to help keep the
joints from going stiff and warm him up, but it took longer than usual and he
was sorer than usual. Still strong and fit though, I ain't out of the picture
yet. GArren smiled to himself. To be Verfen's age and know all that I do.
Telene slowly rolled over and yawned. She took a deep sniff and opened
her eyes, smiling.
"It smells wonderful, my champion. But you know the rules, I cook for
us." Telene gave him a mock stern look.
"I couldn't stomache anymore of that swill, so I cooked." Garren
deftly dodged the flying blanket and both laughed. "Wake up kid for me, will
ya?"
Telene moved over and shook him. "Come on, get up." Verfen rolled
over, sat up, and mumbled an ok. He quickly changed into his day clothes and
grabbed his bowl, then joined the other two by the fire. Garren served
everyone.
"What is this?" Verfen looked over at Telene who was also eyeing it
suspiciously. "Isn't there a rule about breakfast foods not being brown?"
Garren looked hurt, and mumbled something bout at least trying it, so
Telene dug in. It tasted like oatmeal, but a little sweeter. She decided it
wasn't all bad, and kept eating. Verfen joined in and Garren smiled.
"I think we should go to Durnin. Its a small town about a day away.
We can stock up on supplies and rest some. Then, maybe we can get some info on
this treasure. These locals have to know something." Garren looked at the
other two, and they nodded yes. Telene quickly cleaned the bowls and pot then
packed the bed rolls. Verfen and Garren moved out of the ring of trees to
discuss directions and locations and soon returned. The three donned their
packs and headed north.
"Garren." Verfen walked up beside Garren. "Mind if I ask you a
question?"
"No, go ahead. Then I'll decide of I'm gonna answer it or not."
Garren smiled at the young elf.
"Where did you get that sword?" Verfen pointed to the five footer
slung over Garren's back. Telene moved up on Garren's other side.
"My great granfather was a dragonslayer, this is his sword. It is a
hereditary position, so the weapon must also be hereditary. t is really
nothing more than a larger sword, with some enchantments to add to strength,
sharpness, and lightness. Its pretty useless as a general rule in fighting
anything as big or smaller than trolls due to its size and clumsiness. But
most of the monsters that this was desinged to give man the edge over haven't
been seen in years, so it hasn't seen much use since my grandfather. Until the
leucrotta made an appearance."
"But weren't you captured in the wars? Didn't the elves take it?"
Telene listened intently.
"No, I didn't take it with me. There's little use for such blade on
teh battlefeild, the fighting is too close quartered. I probably would have
cut up more of my fellow humans than elves. No, I left it my old home, buried
in a secret spot. After Telene's father escaped the elves when the war ended,
he couldn't exactly keep a human slave in human lands, so he grudingly let me
go. At first, I was happy to be free, but at home everything ahd changed, and
I missed Telene," Garren put his arm around Telene," So I grabbed the
DragonSlayer and went back to her father, to ask for a job, my old duties. He
accepted, offered me room and board, plus a few gold a month, and i took it.
So here am I, Telene, and the family sword."
Verfen nodded is head slowly. "By far a more interesting life then
mine. I grew up on a farm, learned from Thugod, and left my home ten years ago
to look for adventure. Fortune and glory, you know?"
"Typical youngster. I wouldn't feel so bad if I didn't know you were
almost as old as me." Garren and Verfen smiled at each other, and Telene
laughed.
"Look!" Telene pointed off to the right, where a cart could be seen
steadily plodding along.
"There's the road, Garren, just like you said. Another few hours and
we'll be there."
"Good, been looking forward to some ale and real food."
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Garren, Telene, and Verfen steadily plodded along the dirt road
leading to Durnin. The day was warm and sunny, with a gentle breaze
from the south. Garren was enjoying himself immensly, Telene noted.
As the years crept up on Garren, he became more and more found of late
afternoon and early morning walks in the sun. Occasionally Telene
would accompany Garren on these walks, but she knew he liked the
solitude and quiet, so she usually let him alone. Today, though only
early afternoon, Garren had that sense of privacy about him, so Telene
held back Verfen and let her champion get ahead of them by twenty or so
feet.
"Whats the matter, Telene?" Verfen looked at the middle aged human
quizically.
"Nothing. He just likes to be alone, absorbed in his own thoughts.
I thought we could drop back and leave him in his own little world
while we talked." Telene smiled warmly.
Verfen casually glanced at his feet and looked back up into her
deep blue eyes. Slowly he felt himself sink into her eyes, her beauty,
the sound of her voice, the softness of her kiss the other night and he
never wanted to leave the dreamworld he was finding himself in. Verfen
had seen many beautiful girls over the years, bedded a few, and felt
the fire in his heart, but this was different. Usually the fire burned
fast and furious, but this was a slow burn, one that warmed his heart.
But he knew that this one wouldn't go out, for in many respects, it
burned hotter than any flame of passion ever could. And Verfen liked
it.
"Hey there, are you listening to me?" Telene laughed softly and
touched Verfen's cheek. "You looked like you were thousands of leagues
away."
Verfen smiled and wondered to himself if he would wake up. Oh
well, Verfen thought, back to reality.
"So, will you teach me to use that bow of yours? I've always had a
fascination for bows and arrows, but my father never deemed it lady
like. Garren promised to show me, but we really haven't had time you
know..."
Verfen hardly payed attention to her words, lost again he was in
her beauty and sound of her voice. Occasionally he would nod his head
when she looked at him because he thought it was expected of him.
"So you would rather eat a horse shit than a fresh peice of bread?"
Verfen nodded slowly to her question, then caught himself.
"Thats what I thought ranger, not listening to a word. What is on
your mind?" A thousand thoughts raced through Verfen's mind, about
love, and Telene, and weak knees, and even one little sarcastic part of
him reminded him he was walking and should watch where he was going,
but Verfen in the end drew up a blank.
"You, I guess. Just lost in you." Verfen blushed lightly and
thought to himself angrily What the hell? It was never hard to say
these things to the other girls/women, why is it so hard now? Verfen
booted a rock off the road and into the woods off to the right. He
knew why, he just wasn't sure if he wanted to admit it. The slow burn
in his heart he enjoyed so much always caused him a great deal of fear.
Tain't love grand, he thought to himself sarcastically.
Telene took Verfen's hand in her own, squeezing it tightly. The
two stopped and faced each other. Telene absently brushed a stray lock
of hair out of Verfen's eyes and leaned close to kiss him. Verfen also
moved closer, but noticed movement out the corner of his eye.
"Do you two think you could stop long enough to be conscious of
what is going around you?" Garren spoke gruffly, moving quickly
towards the pair. "Into the woods, riders approaching."
Moving swiflty and silently, or as best could be expected, the
three moved off the road and into the woods to await the travelers. It
was several moments before Verfen and Telene even heard the horses, and
Verfen wondered how Garren had heard them. But the horses were moving
at full run, and the thundering hooves left Verfen little time to
wonder. In the bright afternoon light, a single rider appeared,
dressed in flowing robes covered in strange symbols. In one hand, he
held a staff, and in the other he grabbed the reins. The man's face
was hidden by a hood, but Verfen needn't see the fear on his face to
know the horse was out of control and that the man was hanging on for
dear life. Verfen moved to stand, but Garren held him back.
Three more riders appeared, dressed in leathers and wearing capes,
hoods drawn up over their heads. Two held swords and the third was
pulling the string of his bow back. The first rider was just passing
in front of the trio's hiding spot. The bowman released and the first
riders horse crashed to the ground, throwing the man. With a loud
'ooof', the man landed and rolled, ending up face down in the dirt of
the road. Slowly, he tried to push himself up, but with a gasp, he
collapsed. The three riders slowed to a trot, the bowman quickly
shouldering his bow and drawing a sword.
Garren looked closely at the three riders, trying to determine who
they were. Oddly, he noted that even the hands of the riders were
rapped in cloth. He didn't like this at all.
The three riders road up to the man on the ground and dismounted.
The robed one rolled onto his back and scrambled backwards like a crab.
The tallest rider laughed and pointed at the robed man with his sword.
"Argfd ditylre." The other two moved in and surrounded the man.
It was obvious they intended to kill him.
Verfen turned to Garren to ask what to do and noted with shock
Garren had knocked an arrow and already pulled the bow back. Verfen
quickly fumbled with his bow and took aim. The tallest rider raised
his sword and prepared to chop the helpless man. Garren released.
The other two riders, whose backs were to Garren and Verfen waited
expectantly for the sword to cleave the man, but their laughter died
quickly when the tallest gargled with an arrow portruding from his
neck. Quickly turning, the left one caught Verfen's arrow in the sword
arm. Garren pulled back another arrow and released, but it missed its
mark, imbedding itself in a tree across the road.
"Ytfge! Ytfge!" The uninjured rider motioned wildly to his
companion and mounted. The injured rider was pulling himself up when a
wave of fire covered him. The horses spooked, running madly the way
the riders had come from, one carrying the last rider, who didn't seem
to mind.
Telene was totally shocked at the burst of fire, and looked in open
awe at the robed man, who was standing with his arms outstrecthed.
Suddenly, his legs gave out and he fell forward. The trio were on
their feet and on the road in seconds. Garren and Verfen quickly
checked the bodies while Telene went to the man.
"I hate goblins." Garren muttered. Verfen slowly drew the hood
off one and looked at the pig like face. In disgust, he kicked the
body so it would be face down.
Garren kneeled down beside the robed man and Telene, while Verfen
stood with his bow at the ready.
"Will he be ok, Garren? He seems to just be unconscious."
"Tis the curse of the magi, Telene. With the power comes
sacrifice. Verfen, help me get him off the road. Then you Telene make
a strecther, so we can drag him to town. Then I get this rabble off
the road."
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Words Of Wisdom From the Utility Rooms of Learning..
Once again it is time for Ask Mister Language Person, the column whose
motto is: "People Judge You By The Words You Use, So Use Words That Nobody
Really Understands, Such As 'Parameter.'"
Today, as is our custom, we shall start with our first question:
Question: I have noted that the slang expression "cool" is being used once
again by young people. Is this good?
Answer: Yes. Mister Language Person approves of any language trend that makes
him feel like a "hep cat," so he is pleased to hear young people bringing back
"lingo" from the days when he was Mister Language Teenager adn the Earth's
crust was still warm. Mister Language Person would like to see the return of
other expressionsfrom his youth, such as "in the groove," "shake your booty"
and "boss."
Q: What does "boss" mean?
A: It means "cool," as in these examples: "Duane got a boss carburetor."
<> "Michelangelo painted some boss frescos."
Q: Was "Michelangelo" his first name or his last name?
A: Neither. It was just his fresco name. His full legal name, on his driver's
liscence, was "Vito."
Q: Recently I made the statement: "I'm so hungry I could literaly eat a
horse." My grandmother, who is a real stickler for grammar, told me that this
was incorrect. So I flushed her insulin down the toilet. My question is, what
is a "stickler"?
A: The correct form is: "I could eat a literal horse."
Q: Can you describe the contents of a "Dear Abby" comumn published in the
March 26, 1992, Boston Herald and sent in by alert reader Chip Moynihan?
A: Yes. This comumn contains a letter from a man who is upset because he has
discovered that his wife has a hidden collection of pornographic books. The man
states: "I came upon them accidentally."
Q: Do you think any newspapers will actually print the preceeding item?
A: It will be a test of just how low this nation's journalism standards have
sunk.
Q: Please give an example of baseball analysis provided by former catcher Gary
Carter, who is currently employed as a TV broadcaster for the Florida Marlins.
A: According to alert viewer Martin Merzer, Carter said: "There've been times
when they've had hits from time to time, byt they weren't timely hits at the
right time."
Q: Do catchers get hit on the head a lot of times?
A: Apparently.
Q: Speaking of broadcasters, I have noted that they're always saying, "If
you're just joining us, my guest's name is Wanda Weemer." What I want to know
is, what's the guest's name if you're NOT just joining them?
A: "Vito."
Q: According to a KRT News Wire article on sexual harassment in Washington,
sent in by alert reader David Travis, what allegation did a female
congressional staff person make about a male lobbyist?
A: The article states taht the lobbyist "Felt free to pinch her buttocks in
the reception area."
Q: Where is that located?
A: Just below the vestibule. It is extremely sensitive.
Q: Regarding the old spiritual song: Why would a person "jump down" and then
"turn around" before picking a bale of cotton?
A: This involved a union contract.
Q: Do the instructions for the Batman costume set manufactured by Kenner
Products contain important comsumer safety information?
A: Yes. These instructions, sent in by alert reader Maria Reed, state:
"CAUTION: Cape does not enable user to fly."
Q: What DOES the cape enable the user to do?
A: It enables the user to leap from one tall building to another. A user
wishing to actually FLY should purchace the Kenner Products Superman cape.
Q: Are you going to receive an irate letter written by approximately two dozen
attorneys for Kenner Products?
A: They can go jump in a literal lake.
Q: Please quote from an Official Marker erected in Plum Lake, Wis., to
commemorate "The First Lighted Softball Park In The Far North."
A: According to a photograph sent in by alert readers Dick and Margie Kussman,
this marker, after praising the accomplishments of Plum Lake's champion
softball teams, states: "WE HAIL WHAT RADIATION HAS WROGHT WHAT WE HAVE TODAY."
Q: "Radiation"??
A: Yes. The marker also states: "TRAVEL AROUND AND SEE THE VAST LEGEND OF OUR
COMMUNITY. ENJOY RELAXING IN THE FUNOF THE HOMELAND OF WHICH WE ARE PROUD."
Q: Probably it would be good idea not to get out of the car.
A: Yes.
Q: What was the cause of a September 1992 airliner crash in Katmandu, Nepal?
A: As Associated Press report at the time stated: "Airline sources said a
Pakistani jet thta plowed into a hillside may have been flying too low."
Q: It certainly pays to have airline sources.
A: Yes, and that is why we journalists will go to jail to protect their secret
identitity.
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Don`t Quit
When things go wrong as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest, if you must--but don't you quit.
Life is queer with it's twists and turns
As everyone of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up, though the pace seems slow--
You might succeed with another blow.
Often the goal is nearer than
it seems to a faint and faltering man,
Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the victor's cup.
And he learned too late, when the
night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.
Succeess is failure turned inside out--
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt--
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems afar;
So stick to the fight when you're the hardest hit--
It's when things seem worst that you mustn't quit.
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Why can't we stay not sober?
Just want to start things over.
Why can't we sleep forever?
Just want to start things over.
--Sober
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JAFTYU-IY: WALKING DEATH
And in the moment of the brightest light was created the darkest
shadow. And the shadow became aware. And the shadow knew hunger.
Jigh sensed the forest around him, searching for intruders and dark
things that lurk in every corner. He was one with the forest his
mistress and master, NightBird, had created. He could feel the trees
bending in the wind, the birds singing, the buzzing of an insect, and
slight changes in temperature. Ever alert, the Raptors hunted that
which did not belong. And Jigh could smell the wrongess that just
appeared.
'Huyt, Reot. Shadow arises. Join.' The Raptors were smart, but
not in the way humans were. They spoke through mental images, smells
and feelings.
Soon the other Raptor's of Patrol 15 arrived and the three moved through
the virgin forest at the base of the mountains at full speed, but never
once sacrificing stealth. Only the leaves on the ground noted their
passage, though it was more like a kiss from a soft wind than the step
of a six foot tall killer lizard. The animals of the forest were
oblivious to the three hunters.
Running in an arrow formation roughly a hundred yards apart, the
other two quickly caught the scent. Death. Decay. Hunger. Jigh
shuddered at the images the smell brough to mind and for once wished he
could block it out. The images Jigh was receiving from the other two
were similar, but the three nevered waverd from their task. An enemy
had invaded their master's private sanctum, and they were to be dealt
with. Unmercifully, uncaring, the Raptors brought swift justice in the
form of torn throats and sliced stomaches. Evil would not be
tolerated.
Jigh silently ordered the other two to spread out as the scent grew
stronger. The taint of the Jaftyu-iy (as Jigh took to calling it)
covered everything. The trees were sick from the touch and presence of
the evil. It be a while before that sickness grew noticeable to anyone
else, but Jigh could sense it. The decay had begun, and it must end.
Jigh stood erect as Reot sent an image of a darting shape. Jigh
ordered Hyut to meet him at Reot's position and then ran to meet them.
Jigh stumbled in mid stride and fell as Reot's mental death cry tore
through his brain. Jumping back to his feet, Jigh ran even harder,
forgetting silence and finesse. A Raptor had been killed.
Jigh burst into the small clearing where Reot had been. Totally
gone now, except for a few blood splotches on the leaves, Jigh searched
for the scent of the killer. Hyut burst into the clearing and
disappeared back into the underbrush, circling the area. Within
moments, he returned.
'Nothing.' Jigh confirmed it silently. It was as if Reot had
disppeared. There had been no warning from Reot, just the death cry.
There had been no fight either.
Hyut screamed. Jigh turned to see a large shadowy shape covering
the lithe, strong Raptor. Hyut was dead before he hit the ground. The
shadow turned toward to Jigh. And for the first time, Jigh knew fear.
Absolute terror. With a screech, Jigh hurtled himself into the forest.
Escape was all that was on his mind. There were few things that could
outrun a Raptor in its forest. Very few. Jigh knew that this was one
of them.
The Shadowy form launched itself after Jigh, the tree it brushed
dying instantly. The Raptor was a mere twenty feet ahead. The Shadow
wailed.
Mental images of horrors and hunger unspoken filled Jigh's mind.
Jigh managed to send one image before the darkness overtook him. One
message to his kind. Then, Jigh died. And the Shadow feasted.
'Jaftyu-iy! Jaftyu-iy!'
Gryop Looked up. Patrol 15 had been destroyed. The awful death
cries had been felt across the island by all Raptors. Hastily, Gryop
sent Logt, his fastest Raptor, to fecth the Huntmaster and the mistress.
Jaftyu-iy had come, Walking Death.
John was in his garden by the Raptor pen planting some peppers when
Logt appeared in the yard. Sighing, John wondered what it would be
this time.
'Huntmaster, needed. Patrol killed.' Logt pranced on his feet
anxious to move, to find his mistress.
John was stunned. A patrol of Raptors had been killed? What on
this island could even hope to accomplish that? No new humanoids or
such had arrived, and all the old were accounted for. Noticing Logt's
impatience to be on, John waved him off as he ran to his jeep. He
needed to get to the control center.
The jeep slid to halt outside a small building nestled in the
trees. John jumped out, running in the nearest door, dodging Raptors
doing thier tasks or preparing to patrol. The activity was hurried
today, and John noticed Raptors grouping in five and sixes rather than
the usual three. Gryop most think something seriously wrong to alter
the plans. Raptors were intelligent, but instinct guided their actions
more often than not.
John entered the main control room and immediately found Gryop
issuing orders to a group of Raptors. As Gryop finished up, he looked
up at John.
'Jaftyu-iy. Death Walks. Here.' Gryop pointed to a scale map of
the island on a nearby table. No matter how often John saw it, he
could not believe it. Magical in nature, it kept track of the location
of every Raptor and person on the island with small 3 dimensional
holograms. One look was all John needed to see that every Raptor on
the island was moving to one spot.
"Gryop, halt the Raptors." Gryop must think the threat very
serious indeed. Some of the Raptors had almost 200 miles to run for
their destination. "Only send Raptors within 15 miles of the slaying
to investigate. Send the rest back on their normal patrols, we can't
leave the entire island undefended."
Gryop acknowledged with a slight nod of the head and sent the
appropriate mental orders.
"Now, Gryop, just what the hell happened?"
Ufty-jo ordered his patrol, now with six Raptors, into the diamond
attack formation. The three in front ran in a tight arrow head
formation within five yards of each other. The three in back ran the
same, but inverted. All were alert, all could smell the death.
'Close. Be ready.' The forest here was quiet, no animals stirred.
A soft breeze stirred the trees above. Ufty-jo knew they were within
two thousand strides of the spot that the others died, and if he had
hair on the back of his neck, it would be standing on end.
Trusa informed Ufty-jo that she had seen a shape off to the right.
Ufty-jo ordered the Raptors to split into two groups, and they circled
around on the shape. Ufty-jo could see the shape now, lowering
himslef, he prepared to attack. But the sight he beheld almost made
him sick.
Reot's tortured, burned body was staked up into a fighting stance.
The Raptor's eyes still held the terror and pain it had felt on dying.
The smell of the area was one of insanity.
The sense of sickness and wrongness faded quickly in each Raptor,
replaced by the firy rage of hate. Whoever did this would pay. But
the Raptors were reluctant to step towards the evil they all could
feel. Reot's body was clearing a marker for its territory, in their,
they would no longer be in the comfort of their forest, fighting on
thier ground. They would be in its lair.
Ufty-jo silently ordered his team forward, and into the darkness
they disappeared.
John sat dazed in the control room, watching the Raptor teams close
in on whatever had killed Patrol 15. Patrol 8 had just arrived and
entered the area. All contact was lost with them at 1500 strides from
the marked location. John wondered what had the power to do that.
Gryop was in constant communication with Raptors across the island,
and messengers hurried to and fro. The Raptors had all wanted to
return, to fight Jaftyu-iy to the end. The Final Battle many called
it. Gryop wondered himself if it wasn't the end, but John assured him
that it was just some renengade who had gotten lucky. But Gryop could
smell John's disbelief in his own words. The images Gryop had shown
John were too powerful to be mistaken for anyhting that they were.
Trouble at the very least. But all they could do now was wait,
hopefully the mistress would be found soon. She would have a better
idea as to what to do.
Ufty-jo halted his patrol. Ahead was the clearing that Hyut and
Reot had been taken. The smell here and in the rest of the forest had
become so strong it was impossible for the Raptors to track their prey.
The smell covered everything. They could only keep their eyes open.
Then from the far edge of the clearing, movement caught the eyes of all
the Raptors. Ufty-jo ordered his team into the diamond attack
formation, and with a speed lightning could envy, launched itself at
the abomination in the woods. The six Raptors darted through the
underbrush, their prey staying just ahead of them. Instinct drove them
to the kill, instinct so powerful the Raptors could barely remember the
names they were given at birth, let alone control. But Ufty-jo
remembered, and though he desperately wanted to forget the years of
training, they would not stop nagging him. The Raptors were being led
into a trap.
Ufty-jo halted and reversed direction in a heart beat. Four of the
Raptors kept pace and direction with him, but two, Nyti and Poles kept
up after the running 'thing'. Ufty-jo screamed mental orders, but the
reason in the two young Raptors was gone. They had only thoughts for
the kill. And Ufty-jo was not surprised when their death cries filled
the air. He was surprised, however, at the mental images sent to him
just before they had died. Reot was alive. Ufty-jo thought
disgustedly, not alive. Some twisted version of life. Ufty-jo knew
that he could not fight this evil.
But the sound for retreat was too late. Reot appeared from the
left, a large blur of talon and teeth, dropping the back Raptor. Hyut
appeared next, and right after that, Jigh. Peices of their flesh
falling off, eyes filled with hate for the living, they tore after the
living Raptors, now in full retreat. Ufty-jo tried desperately to send
a message to the Huntmaster, but something was preventing it. Only
1000 strides till they broke free of this evil domain. Ufty-jo never
noticed the next two Raptors on his team fall. Alone, Ufty-jo ran
recklessly for the edge of the evil.
Jaftyu-iy appeared to Ufty's right, and pursued. Ufty-jo thought
only of escape, the smell of his now dead friends tainted driving him
to insanity. 600 strides. 500 strides. Ufty-jo knew some small hope.
He was going to make it.
And as he crossed the gap, he felt the lines of communication open.
Silently, he screamed for all to hear. 'The Ajkkar run with e
Jaftyu-iy!' And he screamed again, as a long talon split him clean in
half. He didn't have time to screech a death cry.
Laughter, the very sound of insanity, filled the forest.
'The Ajkkar run with the Jaftyu-iy!' Gryop turned pale, or as
close to pale as a Raptor could get. Silently, he communicated to the
huntmaster.
'Ajkkar, the souless.'
John studied the map before him.
"I don't want any Raptors to go within 1000 strides of this point."
John all but punched the map with is finger. "I want half of the
Raptor force there, broke into roving patrols checking the perimeter at
all times. Ten Raptors to a patrol. They are not to engage the enemy
until they have communictaed its whereabouts to us. They are to let us
decide. Forty Raptors are dead, I will not have any more die
needlessly. I'm going out to take a look." John grabbed his jacket
and stormed out of the command center.
Gryop began communicating the orders to the necessary Raptors. The
safety net would be up within the hour. Gryop's replacement, a Raptor
named Tyrel, came in and relieved him of duty. Gryop headed towards
the pens for a much needed rest.
NightBird and Erik fill the night air with music and laughter and
praise... as love blooms and doubts are overcome...
NightBird had just finished her favorite arrangement of Mozart's
Ave Verum Corpus, and was just about to begin Schubert's Ave Maria
when a sudden wrenching pain overcame her... her gentle melody broke
harshly into a shriek of terror and pain... and she clawed at the sky,
then collapsed into a heap on the floor of the pagoda.
Erik rushed to her side and grabbed her shoulders. She was sobbing
loudly and trembling all over, then turned her face to look at him.
A river of tears coursed down her cheeks as she stared at him with wide
eyes.
"My children..." she wailed loudly, "my children are dying...
someone is killing my babies!" Another wave of pain ripped through her
body and she convulsed in his arms.
"OH GODDD... MY 'RAPTORS!!!!! WHAT IS HAPPENING TO MY
RAPTORS????!!!"
Erik tried in vain to calm her, but she was beyond consolation.
She tore from his grip and ran to her ATV, then raced across the
country-side to find her dying 'raptors.
Erik shuddered and clutched the libretto NightBird had dropped when
her convulsions hit...
Erik holds fast to NightBird as she sits hunched in a corner. She has
been crying ceaselessly, and nothing he can say will soothe her pain.
"Darling, you must tell me what is wrong... how can I help you if I
don't know what is making you suffer?"
NightBird held onto him tightly and moaned, "Something is killing
my babies... my precious raptors. Something is in the forest...
something that reeks of decay and death and rot and mold... it is
stalking and killing my Velociraptors. Their pain is so intense, so
full of pure emotion... their deaths are so agonizing..." she wandered
off and stared blankly at the far wall.
"'Bird," Erik said softly, "'Bird, what are you thinking?" He
lifted her to her feet and shook her out of her trancelike state.
"What is going on in that devious mind of yours?" he asked.
He could almost see her mind clearing as her eyes refocused and
stared at him. "Revenge," she said softly. "These 'Raptors are my
children... my creation... and an interal part of this Island. Some
unknown and unwelcome being has taken it upon itself to change that. A
malevolent entity is stalking my 'Raptors, and they are helpless
against it."
Erik sighed and walked to the other side of the room. "You
mentioned something about death and decay... what did you mean by
that?" he asked.
NightBird leaned against the wall and crossed her arms across her
chest. "Velociraptors express themselves more in terms of feelings and
emotions and sensory input, rather than an actual language. They are
capable of learning English, but physically they are unable to _speak_
it."
"Then how do you understand them?" he inquired.
"Well, 'Raptors communicate through mental images... a form of
singular mindedness... collective consciousness... except they are
capable and do in fact act as individuals... similar to ants or bees in
a way... the thoughts and images are shared mentally..."
"I see, and you, with your heightened psychic abilities, are able
to tune into that mental imagery, correct?" Erik suggested.
NightBird's full lips twisted into a smirk. "I can understand them
better, and from greater distances, yes... but anyone can hear and
understand their thoughts if they can open their mind and clear out the
extraneous line noise.
"Anyway... the 'Raptors all experienced the same mental images
before their demise... death, decay, rot... a sickening, overpowering
scent... and a dark shadow that almost seems to lurk in the back of
your mind... the corner of your eye."
Erik walked over to the computer console and punched in a few
keys. "Hmm... decay... rot... overpowering stench..." Erik mulled over
this for a moment. "Tyrannosaurus." he said finally.
"I'm sorry?" NightBird said. She had been staring out the window
and Erik's voice had startled her.
"I said 'Tyrannosaurus, as in T-Rex." he said.
"I know what a Tyrannosaurus is, Erik," she snapped, then
immediately nodded her head in apology.
"Perhaps that is what this is. A T-Rex has found its way onto your
Island. Carnivores are believed to have had very bad breath because of
the pieces of old and decaying flesh caught between their teeth."
NightBird's hand flew involutarily to her stomach and she rolled
her eyes towards the ceiling. "Must you, Erik?" she asked.
"Well, you get my point," he said with a wicked grin, "T-Rex's have
the worst case of yuck mouth... just ask Michael Crichton."
NightBird scowled at him and sat at another terminal... thinking to
herself. She looked up at the
wall-sized map of Vaxlandia, staring at The City and Lev Harbor. A
sudden chill ran up her spine as she stared at the word blinking over
and over on her screen...
TYRANNOSAURUS REX: DEADLY CARNIVORE
Gryop finally got up. The nightmares were too much. The screams
of Reot, Jigh, and Hyut echoed through his mind. The split second
images of their killer filled his mind. What was it? Gryop wasn't
sure, it had seemed to shift constantly, never keeping one form. Sort
of like the Shadow cast from a large tree swaying in the wind. Yes,
that was it. But more than a shadow. It was alive.
Gryop shuddered, trying to force the thoughts from his mind. The
pen was filled with shadows, and Gryop found himself nervously looking
into every one, hoping to catch some movement before the shadow
swallowed him whole. The moon shone in the opening far above him in
the pens, and Gryop moved into the soft, comforting light. No shadow
could exist in the light. No shadow could get to him here.
John pulled his jeep to the side of the dirt road. He was still
some thirty miles from the perimeter the Raptors had set up. It was
too dark to continue, despite the bright light of the full moon far
overhead.
"Well, I won't help anyone if I kill myself getting there." John
pulled a whistle from his pocket and blew on it twice, one short, one
long. His Raptor escort would have known he had stopped within minutes
and come to investigate, but John liked to keep them informed. The
signal would let them know to get something to eat, the come to camp.
John would share watches with his Raptors.
Opening the back of the truck, John pulled out his sleeping bag and
some bags of rations. Slinging those over his shoulder, John grabbed
his shotgun and the muntions belt. A week ago, John would have laughed
at the idea of carrying a gun around this island. Of course, he
wouldn't have bet dime one against a Raptor in a fight either. But
that was a week ago.
Cautiously moving into the forest, John soon found what he was
looking for. A small clearing lay nestled between giant oak trees in
this nearly virgin forest. The full moon shone down making it easy for
John to see what lurked in one of his favorite camping spots. Spying
nothing, John moved into the clearing. Across from him, the two
Raptors he brought along also emerged. When they were close enough,
they sent the metal images for safety to him. Nothing would disturb
them tonight.
John had some ability to speak with the Raptors in the mental form
they used. He had to be very close, usually no more than ten feet. It
was a weird from of communication, and very hard to translate from
Raptor to human. They spoke of feelings, and images, most of which
were very powerful and so accurately described things that John
wondered if he had not actually sensed what they had or seen what they
had seen. The human language was so pityfully clumsy next to theirs,
so mechanical and uncaring. But the Raptors had seemed to think the
human language was the greatest thing next to sliced bread, and almost
all have learned it. None could speak it, not like a human, due to
obvious physical differences. They would think English to John instead
of images and feelings. It was choppy, and sometimes downright
horrible, but they loved it. John helped many Raptors on many a day to
better their English while he was working in his garden back at the
base. They in turn helped him. But it seemed to be something you had
to be born with, cause no matter how hard he tried, John could not get
it. So he settled for what he had.
John decided to make a fire, so while the Raptors were eating thier
kill, he moved into the woods and collected some wood. Within minutes,
John had a small blaze going. Putting the can of soup near the fire to
warm up, John lay back on his sleeping bag to look at the moon.
"You guys ever want to go to the moon?" John smiled at the
confused images he recieved from the Raptors. John chuckled a little
at Gfurn's response. Why would anyone wanna visit a big rock? Klopp
seemed to agree.
"Well, why not. To go somewhere different, to see new sights. I
would like too." John sat up to check his soup.
'No. Sights not interest much. Woods good. Happy.' Klopp was
one of John's newer students of English, and he was learning fast.
John was about to compliment the Raptor when he caught movement out of
the corner of his eye. Grabbing the shotgun, he slowly stood up. He
couldn't see a thing in the shadows beyond the clearing.
Klopp and Gfurn looked up from their deer at John questioningly,
their own converstion on the 'rock' dying almost instantly.
Klopp and Gfurn rose to their feet, sniffing the air.
'Nothing. There is nothing there.'
John continued to stare at the spot. He would have sworn on his
mom's eight track collection that he had seen movement.
"You guys are right. I'm just jumpy. Just a shadow." John slowly
sat down. The Raptors turned back to their meal. Shadows made by the
flickering firelight danced along the tree line, drawing John's eye
every few moments. Two giant shadow Raptors silently ate their meal.
Trees swayed in the wind. John tried to push the thoughts from his
mind while he slowly ate his chicken noodle soup.
"I'll take first watch, guys." Gfurn looked up quickly. "Oh
sorry, and girls." John smiled. Recieving a mental hmmmpfff, John laughed
Klopp looked at Gfurn, then John and rolled his eyes. Laughing harder,
John thought he saw Klopp smile at Gfurn. Men and women, didn't matter
what species, were the same everywhere.
The two Raptors hunkered down in their odd sitting position, and
within moments were asleep. Even asleep, they look so deadly, John
thought. What the hell could be out there to stop them? John pushed it
from his mind and sat back, studying the stars and the moon, listening
intently for any signs of anything, the shot gun loaded and ready
across his lap. Time passed slowly.
Sometime after midnight, Gfurn rose from her sleep and walked over
to John. Nudging him on the shoulder, John nearly jumped from his
skin.
"Geez Gfurn, you scared me." Gfurn grinned.
'You're turn for sleep, John. I got the watch.'
John nodded his head and stumbled over to his sleeping bag. Some
shut eye sounded good right about now. Lying down, not even bothering
to cover himself, John fell asleep.
Gfurn moved into the night, becoming as silent and invisable as a
shadow in a dark room. Circling the camp once, she was satisifed
nothing had come near. If it had, she would have smelled it. John was
good, but he was a human after all, he might have missed something.
Giving the equivalent to the Raptor sigh, Gfurn sat on the edge of the
clearing, obscured by shadows, waiting. Silently she studied the pair
with her in the dying firelight and the bright light of the full moon.
Klopp liked her, that she knew, but he hadn't made any moves yet.
'I'll consider him.' Gfurn smiled. She already knew he would be
the one, when the time of choosing came. But she must'nt let it be
known to him. Better he sweat a little.
A shadow moved across the way. Gfurn didn't move, her breathing
slowing almost to the point of death. Standing there for long minutes,
Gfurn patiently waited for it, whatever it was, to move again. But
nothing moved. Only the swaying shadows of the trees in the moonlight.
Then it moved again. This time Gfurn was sure of it, SOMETHING was
there, but there was nothing! Gfurn could not scent or see anything.
Puzzled, she stepped from the shadows.
The smell of death and decay hit her like a ton of bricks, and she
nearly passed out from the strength of it. Struggling with the
powerful images that threaten to overtake her, she looked into the
clearing.
A mass of something slowly rose from one of the shadows. It was
darker than dark itself. Tendrils reached from the cloud of darkness
as it entered the clearing. Jaws opened and closed all along its body.
The screams, silent mental images, echoed through Gfurn's head.
'Hhhhhhhaaaaaaaattttttttteeeeeeee.
Ccccccoooooooollllllllddddddd.'
Gfurn's mind raced with possibilities, trying to comprehend the
incomprehensible. The most awful thing, a thing of her nightmares,
lept to the fore front of her mind. A Lohuyning, known to the humans
as King of the Lizards, the Tyrannosaurus Rex. It had finally come for
her! Run! Her mind screamed, the fears of childhood flooding her
conscious mind. She couldn't move. She couldn't scream. She could
could only stare in horrified wonder as the Shadow learned from her
nightmare and took the form of a T rex.
Klopp stirred, a thought nagging at his mind. Something was wrong,
but groggily, he tried to push the thought away. Louder and louder the
thought became, refusing to be silenced. Angrily, Klopp awoke. And
looked straight into the shadowy maws of the most feared predator in
the world. Needless to say, he was terrified.
John jumped awake, clutching the shot gun. Seeing the momentous
dark shape before him, he scurried backwards.
"IT CAN'T BE! IT'S NOT POSSIBLE!" The shadowy T Rex raised its
head to the sky and its jaws opened, as if it were roaring its
challenge. The forest remained dead silent. Stepping forward with one
of its powerful hind legs, the T Rex attacked. Klopp jumped to the
right, but the T Rex reacted and its head darted after the Raptor,
catching it in its teeth. Klopp spasmed and died.
Gfurn was shocked out of fear. It had killed Klopp, her mate to
be. Rage filled the lithe Raptor, clouding over her better judgement.
Like a bolt of lightning, she leaped forward, eyes seeing the exposed
nck, teeth tasting the life blood of the neck's artery.
John thought he screamed for her to stop, but who could hear
between shot gun blasts? Shot after shot, straight into the Rex's
head. The Rex should have been dead, but he acted as if John and the
shotgun didn't exist. When Gfurn neared, he dropped Klopp's mangled
body to the ground. John stumbled up and ran to the trees.
Gfurn darted in, teeth clamping down. Quickly she released. The
Rex wasn't entirely real, it was almost like she bit into super dense
fog. But the Rex reacted to the bite. Silently roaring, he lunged at
Gfurn. Barely, she dodged the attack. Swiping a forclaw, she nicked
his nose. Another silent roar.
John stood just within the trees, about fifteen feet to the right
of the pair, mesmerized by the deadly dance in front of him. The
raptor darted in and out, always narrowly escaping death. The Rex
steadily pushed forward, soon entering the middle of the clearing.
Another ten feet, and Gfurn would run out of manuvering room. She
would surely die. John looked to the sky. The moon was behind a
cloud.
Klopp stood up. John looked over at the 'dead' Raptor. Its body
bloody and torn, the Raptor took a moment to settle itself. Then it
looked right John, its eyes glowing a soft blue light. Ajkkar. Alive
but dead. Klopp moved into the woods. John knew he was the prey.
Gfurn managed to dart around the Rex, scoring some minor hits to
its hind legs. Raptors had tremendous energy reserves, but the Rex did
not allow a seconds worth of rest. The only thing keeping her up was
the rage and hate, and even that would not be enough soon. She noticed
Klopp stand up and could smell the taint of his death, but ignored it
out of necessity. John would have to deal with him. Gfurn jumped
left, the Rex's leg narrowly crushing her.
John hastily climbed the nearest tree. On the ground, he would be
no match for a Raptor. Sweat pouring down his face, as much from fear
as anything else, he waited for the Raptor. Trying desperately to calm
himself, he tried to listen for the Raptor's thoughts. Hurriedly, he
reloaded his shot gun, thankful he hadn't taken off the ammo belt when
he lay down.
Klopp's thouughts invaded Johns mind. Startled he dropped the
shell he was pushing into the chamber. Klopp knew right where he was.
John glanced about, looking desperately. Klopp was real close, else
John wouldn't have felt him.
The Rex scored a hit on Gfurn. Gfurn stumbled and landed face
first on the grass. Triumphantly, the Rex moved in for the kill.
Gfurn wanted to cry. She didn't want to die, didn't want to become
ajkkar. Looking to the heaven, she hastily said a prayer to the human
god. If he was listening. Slowly, she watched the cloud inch its way
along the sky. And the full moon suddenly emerged from behind it.
The Rex stepped back as if in pain, the light of the moon covering
it completely in the small clearing.
And the added light gave John a glimpse of movement. Frantically
he fired in the direction he had seen it. The Raptor squealed, and
something fell to the ground. The Rex in the clearing roared again,
but this time not silently
'AAARRRRRGGGGHHHHH!" Shaking its head as if in great pain, the Rex
fled for the woods. John nearly fell out of the tree when he saw the
Rex suddenly melt into stream of darkness that disappeard into the
shadow.
Gfurn, her mind in shock, dazedly noted the stench disappeared as
quickly as it had come. It was gone.
John dropped from the tree and ran into the clearing. He lay next
to Gfurn, shot gun ready, thankful for light, fearful for the shadows.
They stay there until morning.
Gryop could not make the nightmares go away. Voices spoke in his
head, evil twisted things. Cries of torment and pain, not those of the
living, but those of dead, kept him from sleep. He even dreamed the
shadow had taken a shape, a T Rex, and attacked John. Nervously,
fearfully, he watched the shadows, trembling in fear.
"Jehanne? Wake up..." a voice said from far above her. NightBird
felt as if she were drowning beneath a sea of black down pillows, and
the voice seemed so distant she believed it to be just a dream.
Slowly, she struggled up and out of her hazy semi-consciousness, and
her eyes fluttered open, only to squint against the bright sunshine of
morning.
"Erik? Where am I? What happened?" she said, her voice dry and
raspy within her throat. She slowly pushed herself into a sitting
position against the headboard of her bed and looked around.
"It's over, 'Bird... your 'raptors are safe." Erik said with a warm
smile as he handed her a cup of hot herbal tea. "Here, drink this...
you were quite busy last night, and you need to get some of your energy
back."
"Busy?" she said, and offered him a perplexed look, "Busy doing
what? I can't remember anything..."
Erik smiled at her and shook his head. "Don't worry about such
things right now dear... just know that you fought with every ounce of
your Will for what you believed in, and you saved your Island.
Vaxlandia is once again what it once was."
NightBird smiled weakly and sipped at the tea. "I don't remember a
thing... but I figure I must have been thinking pretty hard, and
exerting a lot of psy-energy, because the way my head feels... I can
rightly sympathize with a split coconut about now."
"You are truly the Guardian of this Island, Fair Jehanne... and
everyone and everything on Vaxlandia is singing praise to your name."
NightBird blushed and shook her head. "Dearest Erik... please stop
calling me Jehanne... that young girl died many years ago... besides, I
don't see what a little mind push here and there could possibly do to
save the entire Island... and singing my praise? Hardly!"
"You'll understand soon enough my love..."
NightBird settled back into the fat downy floor pillows and stared
at a little bird singing sweetly in the window. She found it odd that,
although she spent most of her life gliding silent and effortless
through the shadows and darkness of night... she relished mornings and
felt complete once she stood witness to the birth of a new day. She
stared contentedly at the small, vibrantly colored bird, and smiled.
The little bird seemed to sense her stare and turned to look directly
at her. The little bird stopped its trilly song and launched from the
branch it had been sitting on, to fly directly into the window of the
pagoda and perch on a very surprised NightBird's knee. The bird began
another energetic song... it's chirping and trilling soaring and
echoing excitedly throughout the room. NightBird sat staring at the
bird in open astonishment, her mouth open in amazement.
she thought to herself... and
as the words formed in her mind... the bird's chirping changed...
NightBird realized in another moment of astonishment that she could
understand the bird! The little bird's song was a song of rejoicing
and celebration! The bird was praising the Savior of Vaxlandia!
Erik came into the room as the bird's song got louder and louder...
but the bird stopped singing suddenly and flew off when it caught sight
of Erik.
"Erik!" NightBird said breathlessly, "The most amazing thing just
happened!! That Bird! I could understand its song! I knew what it
was singing about! It flew right into the window and starting singing
to me!"
She jumped from the pillows and flew to the window. The tree in
which the little bird had been perched was filled with colorful
birds... all singing in the same excited and joyous manner as her
visitor.
"Listen to them Erik!" she said, and whirled around to face him.
Erik had a curious smile on his face... and enveloped her in a look she
couldn't read. "What is it, Erik?" she asked... suddenly wary of his
look.
"It's nothing, Jehanne." he said quietly, and walked over to stand
next to her and look out the window.
"Please don't call me that, Erik," she said absently, and stared at
the birds in the tree.
"Do you remember anything about last night yet?" he asked, still
looking at the tree.
"No... not yet... which actually is beginning to bother me." she
turned and walked back towards the pile of pillows to retrieve her cup
of tea.
"Why does it bother you, dear?" he asked calmly.
"Because, I never black out... drugs or inconveniences or blows to
the head or anything never make me forget... a certain level of my
consciousness always retains my experiences... if it is buried deep
within my subconscious... then i merely meditate a bit longer than
usual." hse explained and sipped the last of her tea.
"Well, why don't you meditate now?" he asked
"I don't know... maybe because I've been sleeping so much
already... if I relax myself now... i might just end up falling asleep
again."
"Well, m'dear," Erik said with a warm smile, and walked over to
take her arm, "we'll just have to escort you back to your room so that
you can meditate or sleep to your heart's content. Otherwise, you'll
begin sulking before too long and become quite unbearable!"
NightBird playfully protested and tried to pull free, but Erik
caught her around the waist and pulled her close. "Get your rest,
dear... you've earned it.." he then kissed her lightly on the cheek and
led her to her room.
"I hope I remember something... I wish I knew what the heck I did
to make everyone around here act like such fools!" she said and lowered
herself into a lotus position in front of two candles. She stared
intently at one of the candles, a slender black tapered candle in a
simple wooden holder, and the wick burst into a warm dancing flame.
She lit the other in the same manner... the other being a white taper
in an identical holder. She stared unfocused into a point between the
two candles, letting the brilliant flames shimmer in her peripheral
vision.
"I'll leave you know... your Majesty," Erik said softly and bowed,
but NightBird was already lost in her trance-like meditation. "I only
hope you are ready to remember..."
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The Cats in the Cradle
A child arrived just the other day
came into the world in the usual way
but there were planes to catch
and bills to pay
he learned to walk while I was away.
And he was talking before I knew it, and as he grew
he said "I'm gonna be like you, dad
you know I'm gonna be like you."
And the cats in the cradle and the silver spoon
the little boy blue and the man in the moon
when you coming home dad, I don't know when
but we'll get together then
you know we'll have a good time then.
My son turned ten just the other day
he said "thanks for the ball, now can we go out and play"
"Can you teach me how to throw?"
I said "not today, I got things to do"
he said thats ok
and he walked away, but his smile never did, and he said
"I'm gonna be like him, yeah you know I'm gonna be like him..."
And the cats in the cradle and the silver spoon.
The little boy blue and the man in the moon.
When you coming home dad, I don't know when
but we'll get together then.
You know we'll have a good time then.
My son came from college just the other day
so much like a man I just had to say
son I'm proud of you, can you sit for a while
he shook his head, and said with a smile
"What I'd really like dad is to borrow the car keys.
See you later, can I have them please."
And the cats in the cradle and the silver spoon
the little boy blue and the man in the moon
when you coming home son, I don't know when
but we'll get together then
you know we'll have a good time then.
I've long since retired, my son's moved away.
Called him up just the other day.
"I said "Son I'd like to see you if you don't mind"
"I'd really like to dad, if I can find the time...
you see my new jobs a hassle
the kids have the flu
but it was sure nice talking to you dad
it was sure nice talking to you."
And as I hung up the phone, it occurred to me
he'd grown up just like me.
My boy was just like me.
And the cats in the cradle, and the silver spoon.
The little boy blue and the man in the moon.
When you coming home son, I don't know when
but we'll get together then
you know we'll have a good time then.
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LEGEND OF SCOURGE
The magical bursts struck the nearby bookshelves, sending pages of
manuscripts flying through the air. The few aimed at the doorway,
however, bounced harmlessly off of Greytan's protective runes.
The woman took one look at the shimmering blue aura of the doorway,
then a smile crept across her face.
"The back door..." she mumbled, spinning on her heel and booting
the cat out of the way in her rush for the door.
The street was more or less deserted, most of the day's shoppers
having already left. The woman darted into the nearby alley and dashed
toward the rear of the store, skirting the piles of refuse that dotted
the ground. She reached the rear door just in time to see the edge of
Greytan's cloak disappear over the lip of a building's roof closeby.
"You can run old man," she cried out, "but I will find you!"
Tellar is talking with scourge in low tones at a bar. They are
rather close to the back door...
"Scourge, you know the idea is crazy, even if we got in and made to
the room, we'd neve make it out!"
"Tellar, you just need more faith in luck, if we make it past..."
At this point the back door flys open, and a Greytan charges in,
holding a book at his side and breathing hard....he quickly moves to
the table with Scourge and Tellar, trying not to notice all of the odd
looks he is getting.
"Scourge, they've found me, and I can't think of anyone else that
can help...."
"Graytan, old friend. Calm down." Scourge says in soothing tones
"Now, who found you?"
"The Jakaar," he said, nervously peeping over his shoulder into the
far corners of the bar.
"Nonsense," Scourge said, leaning back in his chair and taking
another sip of his drink. ""The Jakaar haven't been seen around this
city for years, rumor has it they packed up and headed for the
Southlands."
"She wore their crest," Greytan said, his voice growing faster.
"On a medallion about her neck, the crossed spears and the red eye! I
saw it, I tell you. She was one of them!"
"Uh-oh Boss, trouble." Tellar motioned toward the door of the bar
with a twitch of his head. As the door opened a sharp blast of cold
air blew in, followed by a woman and a huge man.
"God help us, it's her!" Greytan hissed as he leaned back into the
darkness.
"Calm down," Scourge said, eyeing the pair who were already
scanning the faces at the tables. "We don't have much time." He
grabbed the wrist of a passing barmaid, pulling her close and
whispering into her ear. She looked behinded her, then nodded glumly
as Scourge pressed something into her hand.
"Get ready," he said as she disappeared into the kitchen.
Moments later she headed back out, carrying a tray heavily laden
with plates of food and mugs of ale. She headed straight for the
couple, then stumbled.
"Meet me at the inn, now GO!" Scourge hissed, shoving Graytan
toward the back door.
The timing was perfect. Graytan slipped out the back at the moment
the tray of food collided with the pair. They had seen nothing.
"Now we make our exit," Scourge said, dropping a silver piece on
the worn oaken tabletop. They walked straight out, pausing momentarily
to stare at the woman who was reprimanding the poor barmaid who was
trying to clean them off with her apron. For a moment their eyes
locked, and Scourge shivered.
In her eyes he say only death.
"Come on, boss! Let's go........", Tellar cried urgently, "Boss?
What's wrong?"
After a moment Scourge, finally snapping out of his trance, replied,
"By the gods! Did you see her eyes? She had me paralysed with that
stare. It was horrible.......I've never seen such evil.....never...."
He trailed off as Tellar virtually dragged him out the back door.
Greystan sat at one of the tables deep in thought. "The Jakaar
returned! Why? They want the book obviously. Something big is going
to happen and it appears that I will be in the thick of it," he
thought.
Tellar and Scourge walked into the inn and looked around.
"Over there," said Tellar, nodding at the table where Greystan was
sitting.
"So old friend it looks as if you've gotten yourself into trouble,"
said Scourge.
"I am not the only one in trouble old friend. This time the world is
in for trouble," replied Greystan.
"You mean the Jakaar? What would they want with you or this book?"
asked Scourge picking up the book.
"This book," taking it back from Scourge, "is one of the most
powerful and evil books the world has ever known. Inside these pages
are spells and incantations from the Darkimage."
"Wasn't the wizard Darkimage just a legend?" asked Tellar.
"The "legend" you are talking about was as real as you and I are.
But it was not the wizard that was the problem; it was the Darkimage
itself that threatened to destroy mankind. You see the Darkimage is a
force. A force so powerful and evil that none may withstand it. It was
that force that took over the mind of the wizard who became known as
'the wizard Darkimage'," said Greystan.
"So what does that have to do with us and what are we supposed to do
about it?" asked Scourge.
"Directly, it has nothing to do with you, however, if you do not help,
and this book falls into the wrong hands, the very fabric of reality
may be torn asunder!" Greytan says, wearily.
"That bad, huh," says Scourge.
"Yes. That bad," replies Greystan.
"Well I guess we'll have to do something to make sure that it
doesn't fall into the wrong hands. Won't we boss," says Tellar.
"Sure kid," Scourge says, " the question is how."
"First we seperate," says Greystan.
"What?" asks Scourge looking at the wizard. There was a gleam in his
eyes and a hint of steal in his voice.
"I'm going to take the book away. You two are going to distract the
Jakkar." Greystan stands up and leaves.
"Let's go," says Scourge.
A cloaked figure watches the three leave the inn. Although it is
night, the full moon adds an eerie luminescence to the cobbled town
streets. Quietly she watches the old man and two half-elves part
company. Delightful, she thinks. They left the old man alone...and
vulnerable.
Unaware, Greytan walks on alone through the narrow, twisting
alleyways. All is silent except for the shuffle of his aged steps
across the stones. Suddenly, the piercing cry of a frightened animal
pierces the air like a hot knife. Startled, Greytan whirls around
only to see a small scrawny cat dart past. "Gads, I am jumping at
shadows," he mutters and smiles in relief.
Calm once again, Greytan checks to see that his book is still safe,
when he feels a gentile tug at his sleeve. It's a young half-elf, not
quite adolescent, looking as if on the brink of tears.
"Excuse me, sir," she says, "but have you seen my cat? He ran out
of the house a few minutes ago...I tried to chase him but....but..."
The sight of the young half-elf with her face buried in her hands,
hair touseled, sobbing uncontrolabley, is more than Greytan's old heart
can bear. Jaded though he is, he remembers what it's like for a child
to loose a pet. "There, dearie...don't be upset. Why, I just saw him
disappear into that alley. Come, let's have a look."
Hand in hand, the old man and the elf-child walk over to the alley
where they find, sitting atop a pile of half-rotten straw, the same
cursed animal that scared Greytan out of his wits not five minutes
before. Seeing the child's face brighten Greytan smiles, knowing that
he's helped her more than he may ever realise. Rushing over to the
flea-bitten feline and scooping it up in her arms with the love only a
child can give, the girl trots off, content.
Safely alone once again, Greytan checks his satchel only to find...
T H E B O O K I S G O N E ! ! !
A piercing pair of steel blue eyes look out from the darkened corner of
the Inn. Although there is almost no light cast into the corner, the
eyes seem to generate a luminescence of their own. The eyes frown, and
thenmove out of the shadows to reveal themselves within the head of a
short, thin man, clad in oxblood robes, with a peculiar symbol
embroidered thereupon. He stands for a moment, then tosses a silver
ducat onto the table where he had been sitting, and not so much walks
as glides out the door...
Into the cool night air he steps, where he finds an immense black war
horse standing. Volpone (for that is what he is called) lightly
touches the elaborate silver covering the saddle and the rich jewels
set therein. Expensive, he thinks. How stupid it is to leave a fine
steed out in the open like this. Stupid people don't deserve such.
The beast lets out a snort and stamps it's great hoof. It is only
then that Volpone notices the eerie glow luminating from its eyes.
"Ah, old friend!" he laughs. "I should have known!"
Quickly he mounts the steed and they slowly walk down the
narrow, cobbled street, the only light eminating from the waxing moon
above, the only sound the rythmic clop-clop of hoofbeats.
As they near the gate a boy comes out of the gate house. He looks up
into the pale eyes of the horseman and instantly bursts into flames.
The black steed rears and suddenly both horse and rider are no more.
The only sight to be seen is of the glowing embers that were once a
gatekeeper's son and two ravens gliding off into the horizon.
Graytan runs out of the alleyway, checking his clothing and robes
everywhere for the book... but he cannot find it. Perturbed, he stands
for a moment in the twilight... And out of the corner of his eye he
sees, in the distance... two ravens filtting silently away.
"Blast and DAMN that corrupt HELLION!!!!" Graytan curses under his
breath. He then pulls a small amulet from under the folds of his
clothing. He chants something in Latin... "AVIS CORPORE
TRANSMUTATUM"... and disappears... the only thing a passerby might see
is the shadow of a hawk as it flits by on the side of the building.
Scourge looks at Tellar in disgust.
"How are we supposed to distract these people? Wizards and the
like, they could read our minds. Greytan can be such an old doddering
fools sometimes."
Tellar silently stared at the moon. Scourge was often like this, a
man of action. A typical warrior, Tellar laughed to himself. Leave it
up to others to think of something. Usually me, Tellar thought. But
this time, he had no ideas. It isn't often he has had to deal with
wizards.
"Whats that?" Scourge points into the sky. Moments later, a hawk
lands and transforms into a man.
"Greytan?!?! What are you doing here?"
"They have the book! We must go after them!"
Thud. A black arrow inbeds itself in a wooden post scant inches
from Scourge's face. All three men drop, silently lookin into the dark
for a sign of an attacker.
"Looks like the book isn't all they want." Tellar mutters. He
points to the others and motions to follow. Slowly, they pick their
way through the shadows, heading towards the store.
At the back door of the bookstore, Scourge slowly peers in.
Silently drawing his sword, he moves in, with Tellar just behind. They
do a quick check, and finding nobody, relax.
"What are we gonna do?" Tellar asks, sitting on the table.
"We have to get the book back. We must go after them!" Greytan
mutters.
"How? Where are they? How are they traveling? How are we gonna
get supplies? Its been a rough month, we ain't got the money for
this." Scourge scowls and hits a wall.
"I have money, that is...."
Scourge slips his hand over Greystan's mouth, cutting him off. He
motions for Tellar to check the windows. As Tellar opens a window,
both doors are kicked in, and men wearing armor fill the room in a
blink of the eye.
"By order of King Talsia, you are our prisonners!"
Scourge lowers his weapon, and stares at the soldier who spoke.
Although the armor he wore was the same, the crest on the helm was not.
The King must think well of us to send a colonel after us, Scourge
thought grimly.
The soldiers quickly bound all three, who gave no fight, and doubly
glad they hadn't when they got outside. There were soldiers
everywhere.
"Where do you take us? Why?" Greystan whimpered.
"Silence." The colonel ordered his men into formation and the
prisonners into the cart. The door closed and locked, they headed out.
"Some treatment we get for looking after a stupid book." Tellar
mumbles agreement and Greystan collapses in the corner.
A man in black, carrying a long bow and sword, swore as he saw his
quarry herded like sheep into the cart. They would not be happy. He
decided nothing more oculd be done now and slipped away silently.
The King paced around his throne. It was very early, very early,
and he should still be in bed. But the news was too disturbing. Back
and forth, he went, one thought on his mind. Invasion.
Talsia looked up at the stranger and scowled. He was one of the
Dursia, the most powerful and very neutral sects of the wizards in the
realm. Standing there non chalantly in his deep blue robes, he looked
small and frail. Talsia hadn't seen his face yet, and probably
wouldn't. But what puzzled Talsia the most is, why the sudden interest
in the world?
His thought came to a sudden end as the prisonners were led in by
the colonel. The Dursia stepped forward.
"You are no doubt wondering why you are here. He will explain."
said Talsia, pointing at the Dursia.
"The book has fallen into their hands. Their power was great
before, it will be almost limitless soon. Worse, the darkimage will be
released again. We must stop it from happening."
"You three have been chosen to go after now. Others will follow,
and more are already in place just in case of something like this. We
will prvide magical transportation and supplies, you will do as told.
Greytan will be told all, and he will pass it on. We leave in the
morning."
"NOW WAIT A MINUTE! NO MAN TEL....."
The Dursia waves his hand, and Scourge stands frozen.
"You have no choice. We have no choice. The colonel will
accompany you, along with several men he picks."
The King turns to Scourge.
"Sadly, he seems to in the right. For if what he tells me is true,
the rest of the kingdom prepares for an invasion."
The scene shifts to the top of a mountaion overlooking a barren
valley. The altitude is so high that only a single, twisted pine dared
to grow there. Most birds avoid this mountain alltogether. However,
two large ravens, black as pitch land in the snow and mysteriously
transform.
Volpone blinks a few times and waits for his vision to clear.
Seated before him in frlowing robes is Aryadne, high priestess of the
Jakkar and the woman he would sell his soul for...even more so now, now
that he was certain that she had the book. THE book....
He smiled at her with barely veiled passion. "At last, my
Empress..."
She ran a long, curving fingernail along his jawbone. "Volpone, my
jewel."
"How I have missed your beauty..." he gasped.
She leaned back and smiled. "Soooo, darling, do you have my book?"
A jolt coursed up Volpone's spine....
"Oh, don't be coy," Arieadne purred. "You know the book of witch I
speak..."
Volpone's eyes became like flint. "Don't you have it?"
Far from the lonley mountain, but not far from the town where Tellar
and Scorge have been captured, a small half elf sits, well hidden under
a parked wagon.
She is about the equivilant of fourteen or fifteen in human years, but
lack of food and poverty make her appear to be much younger. She pushes
a greasy strand of red hair behind her ear and opens her knapsack to
exanine the day's earnings. Three apples, a gold watch, (THAT was
lucky!) a small dagger, five gold coins and a book.
She picks up the book and examines it more closely. It's a very old
book, torn in a few places and dusty. Although she can't read she opens it,
hoping to find pictures. Indeed there are pictures, but they are very
strange. She can't figure them out.
Footsteps. Lots of footsteps...big, man steps. Quickly she stuffs
the book back into her pouch and climbs up under the wagon, her small
body easily finding a comfortable niche. The wagon begins to roll, and
the small elf is off to a new place carrying only three apples, a gold
watch, a small dagger, five gold coins, and the Black Tome of
Aramathea.
"I have the book from the old man, but it alone can not bring back
the Darkimage," says Arieadne.
"But..." starts Volpone.
"Don't be an idiot my love. The book is a very important piece of
the puzzle but the image is not yet whole. Now answer me, did you get
the book?"
"Yes here it is," says Volpone taking out a thick book.
The book has a leather cover stained blood red. Arieadne takes the
book and quickly flips through the pages.
"Ah! Here it is! Take courage my love; the time is almost at hand!
Soon we will rule the world. I as the high priestess of the Darkimage
and you as the Dark protector!" she laughs heartily.
Arieadne stands suddenly and shimmers into the shape of a raven. Her
slim body folding into itself her arms becoming wings. Black feathers
, dark as midnight, cover her body and she glides off into the rising
sun.
Volpone stands "Misserable little winch," He then smiles as he
remembers how they had spent the majority of the night amusing
themselves. "But she has her uses." Then he too shimmers into the
shape of a raven and flies off.
Scourge looks over his mount, making the saddle secure and checking
over the provisions. Tellar does the same.
"Looks like we are gonna be up to our old tricks again, Tellar.
And we thought retirement would be easy." Scourge laughs.
Tellar smiles.
"We hated every minute of it, and you know it. Except maybe the
staying up all night and drinking part." Scourge laughs harder.
"Must you be so loud and annoying?"
"Come colonel, if we are to be traveling mates, then you must
lighten up some. We are off for adventure, albeit very forced and
involving wizards, but adventure none the less." Scourge's sarcastic
tone isn't missed. He isn't happy bout this either, Tarren decides.
"At least call me by my name. I am Tarren." Tarren extends his
hand to Scourge, and after a moment of thought, Scourge takes it.
Better that they are friends, for now at least. Tellar also offers his
hand, which Tarren gladly accepts.
"Ahh, here come the others." Scourge and Tellar turn to see their
new travelling companions. The first, a monster of a brute, standing
easily at 6'5" and weighing no less than 100 stone, strides weilding a
giant battle axe. His thick black beard and peircing eyes give him the
look of a well armed bear, a bear dressed in leather armor none the
less. The next man is much smaller than the first, but well built.
Tellar takes particular interest in the man, noting his ranger unifrom
and long bow. Strapped to his side was the standard long sword, but
Tellar knew it would not be used if it could be avoided. The next man
strode into the light, and Scourge was hard pressed to tell what he
was. He was dressed in a one peice suit type, the legs, torso, arms,
and head covered in a material of striped black, grey, and blue.
Scourge doubted that this guy could be seen in a shadow. More amazing,
was the number of weaponry on his person. Two swords, many knifes, and
several other objects Scourge didn't recognize. He would be sure to
find out later.
"They are of the different kingdoms. If the warnings ring true,
all will be at war pretty soon. The threat has been enough to
temporaraly unite." Tarren commented.
"So they have sent us their best warriors?"
"Hardly Scourge, hardly."
The Dursia and Gretan appeared moments before Scourge approached
the last stranger. The Dursia motioned for all to be silent. Greytan
was looking decidedly pale.
"You must head south, into the enemy lands. We do know where the
book is, but we have given Greytan the measn to track it. He is the
only one who can use it, guard him carefully.
"It will be far too much trouble for me to magically transport
you, so I shall spell your mounts. For four days, they will ride at
full speed untiringly. You will probably need those days, so rest as
little as possible. May you succeed."
Scourge and the others mount and set out, taking off at full speed
in a southernly direction.
An hour or two after Scourge and companions leave, the store where
Greytan exploded in mystical fire. Greytan, Scourge, and Tellar were
reported dead inside by the authorities. No one really cared. Except
the man in black. He knew better.
Someone is going to trouble to hide those three, he thought. I'll
have to look into this. After I notify my master.
A raven glides slowly down from the sky. The raven shimmers and in its
place stands Arieadne.
"I don't have the Black Tome of Aramathen, but at least Volpone got
this for me," she thinks.
She opens the blood red book and reads the passage again.
"THE NATIONS SHALL CONVERGE. BLOOD SHALL FLOW FROM EVERY HOME OF
EVERY MAN. THEN SHALL THE IMAGE FORM. THEN SHALL THE POWER BE IGNITED."
The very thoght of what those words meant brought a smile to her lips.
"Now I still have to get the Tome. I tracked it down once I can do so
again."
She shimmers and a black raven flies of into the awaiting sky.
"I SAY WE FORGET THIS WHOLE THING! YOU SAW WHAT HAPPENED!" Scourge
angrily tosses another log on the funeral pyre. "We got one dead, and two
wounded, and worst of all, we were set up and you know it. Tarren, we must go
back."
"NO. We cannot go back. If we give up they win..."
"DAMMIT MAN, don't you understand, we aren't going to get anywhere near our
destination!"
"Scourge, Tarren is right. We mustn't give this up. If the council at
Dursia is compromised we have no choice. They will not let us return, we know
too much." Gylith, the bear, drops anoth armload of wood onto the pile.
"Don't you remember the magic failing on our horses Gylith? Don't you
remember the perfectly positioned archers who let loose on us just as we slowed?
Don't you REMEMBER the men at arms that descended on us like the damned black
plague?! They are out there, they are waiting for us! We should be getting the
hell out of here!"
"Scourge," Tellar comes up behind him, limping, and puts his hand on his
shoulder, "This is not the time. Let us finish with our dead, and move on."
Scourge, nods his head, and a tear runs down his face. They burn
Melissa tonight.
After checking all the provisions, Tellar showed everyone the basic route
laid out by the Dursia, and added his approval of their choice. They would be
concealed and isolated, there would be little trouble. Plus the magically
enhanced horses, they would be balt to evade any problems. All was well until
the third hour out.
Since they would be traveling at such high speeds, Greytan used his magic
to enable the group to speak to each other without having to yell. Using this,
Tellar and Scourge spoke to their new companions. The bear man, as Scourge took
to calling Gylith, was from the north, from the kingdom of Urgantia. He was a
proud man, and very religious, almost to the point of fanaticism. Despite that,
Tellar judged him a good man. The archer, Antere, was from a western city in
Turmantia, to the west. He spoke little of himself besides his occupation. A
ranger since childhood, Antere did most of the scouting while they road. And
their last companion, a ninja from Tyriniun, across the sea, was part of the
diplomatic guard of her country. Scourge was most surprised by the her part.
She was down to earth and practical, fending Scourge's advances like a pro.
Tellar liked her.
The riders were making good time, and just adapting to the strange riding
conditions, when the horses slowed to normal speed suddenly. Tellar screamed to
beware, but vertigo claimed them all, and they barely maintained their mounts.
Tellar recovered first, scanning the surroundings. They were in a ravine, both
sides very steep and heavily wooded, except for the dry stream bed they rode in.
A glint of light behind a tree, warned him of danger, and he yelled. But too
late. The first volley of arrows caught Greytan's horse and Tellar in the leg.
Tellar's eyes glazed with pain, and Melissa caught him by the shoulder to steady
him. She shouted to Tellar to move, to follow Scourge, and dazedly he did. But
not fast enough. The second volley caught Melissa, how bad Tellar couldn't
tell. Tellar grabbed at Melissa's reins, and by some miracle, snatched them,
then urged his horse after Scourge. Arrows whistled through the air.
Gylith turned to see Greytans horse hit, and turned quickly. He easily
scooped up the light man and deposited him behind Antere. He and Antere shared
a quick look and knew they must run. So after Scourge they rode, leaving Tellar
and Melissa back.
Tellars horse, frightened by the smell of blood, along with Melissa's, soon
caught up with Scourge and the others. As they did, the rode out of the ravine
and into a feild.
Scourge yanked his horse hard left as he saw the men at arms lined up on
the feild, then charge. The others took his lead, but with one horse carrying
twice the load and with two riders hit, Scourge knew they weren't going to get
away. He and Gylith turned and prepared to fight, when a large dragon swooped
down on the men at arms. Scattering like flies, they ignored their intended
target and sought defense from the dragon. Scourge turned uncomprehendingly
towards Gyltih, and noticed Greytan in a trance and chanting. A spell, Scourge
thought, and turned the group away and ran at full speed.
Scourge turned to Tellar, in his splint. She died when she helped him not
fall out of the saddle. She died for a complete stranger and a hopeless cause.
I won't do the same, Scourge thought.
They lit the pyre, using Greytan's magic, and rode off in silence. Tellar
silently swore revenge as she burned.
Silently, the group rode through the dark, each wrapped in his own
thoughts. Tarren and Antere had taken the lead, scouting the way,
while Scourge and Gylith tended to Tellar and the now sleeping Greytan.
His illusion took a lot out of him.
The group knew not where they headed, merely that it was away from
their intended route. Scourge had been out voted on retreat, for now
at least. They would find a place to camp and wait for Greytan to
awake. The others were sure he would know what to do. He was a
wizard.
Scourge laughed softly to himself. Wizard my foot, just an old
bungler entrusted with the most powerful artifact ever. How could
someone entrust something like that to a nobody like Greytan? Sure, he
had his powers, but he was weak kneed and frightened easily. It was
almost as if that were arranged too....
Scourge shook his head. This was too mucu intrigue for someone
used to just swinging the sword and winning fights. Let Tellar peice
this one out.
Tellar sat upright, and motioned for everyone to stop. Scourge
and Gylith quickly drew their weapons and looked to Tellar. He pointed
at a small copse of trees bout hundred yards out.
"Saw some movement. Could just be Tarren or Antere." Tellar
whispered into Scourge's ear. Scourge motioned for Tellar and Greytan
to move into the woods a little, out of the moonlight.
Scourge sat stock still on the border between the field and the
woods. The moon was out, but not nearly full, so visibility wasn't the
best. Slowly, from the copse, two riders emerged. Scourge relaxed as
he recognized the one wave the signal.
"Its just Antere and Tarren, all is ok." Scourge turned back
towards the field, to return the wave.
The woods on the other side exploded into flurry of movement and
noise, and signal call died on Scourge's lips as riders erupted at full
gallop towards Antere and Tarren. The two riders also saw and heard,
and urged their horses forward, racing up the treeline, flying past
Scourge and the others.
Gylith had already pulled down Tellar and Greytan, and tucked them
into the brambles. Then he pulled down the the two horses, and held
them. The horses sensed the fear, and fought, but the bear man had them
pinned. Scourge ducked behind a tree as the riders, almost twenty
Scourge guessed, thundered by. Quietly, Scourge swore. Two more
deaths to add to the toll.
Antere led the way at break neck speed through the woods, Tarren
at his heels. Deftly and stoically, Antere dodged tree after tree,
laying as low as possible. With a quick glance back, he saw his
companion not faring so well. Tarren was gripping the reins hard, eyes
closed, and laying on the animals neck. He was very afraid.
Antere scanned the region, best he could. He had not spent much
time in this region, and knew next to nothing of it. The pursuers were
closing, Antere could tell by the growing sound of the hooves. They
would not be able to outrun them, they must fight or hide.
A man in all black led the pursuit, using keen night eyes and a
touch of magic to track the fleeing horses before him. The others in
the group followed him unerringly, clamly, like shadows armed to the
teeth.
The black man pulled his horse to a stop, and glanced about,
finding the trail, he sped off. The quarry would not escape again.
Antere's heart froze as the rider pulled to a stop, and began
beating again only as the man turned to a new track, right after the
horses that he and Tarren just loosed. Tarren was shakin badly, he was
not used to riding woods at night, nor pursuit. Antere guessed this
was the first time the young man had ever left the confines of the city
for duty.
Antere slowly walked on the branches of his precarious tree perch,
and whispered they must go to Tarren. Tarren nodded, and the gently
lowered themselves to the ground. It would not be long the horses
would tire and be caught, we must hurry. The two men disappeared into
the underbrush, heading for the others.
Gylith quietly walked over to Scourge.
"We must leave friend. There is nothing for them we can do. If
they escape, they will find us. But to remain is dangerous, the riders
may return."
Scourge looked about to reply, but changed his mind. Moving would
be better perhaps. He nodded agreement and they made quick
preparations and left. Gyltih marked a tree, low to the ground, in
case Antere or Tarren found their way here.
Greytan awoke as the horses walked single file under the rising
sun. It was early morning, and a quick glance at the others showed
Scourge and Tellar napping in their saddles while Gylith kept watch,
his huge ax laid across his knees.
"Gyltih, where are we?" Greytan's head swam. he remembered
little, save the illusion he had conjured. So much power needed to
fool so many minds.
"I truly know not, Greytan, save we are south of where we started.
I wish Antere was here to help. and Tarren."
Greytan glanced around, and noticed they were in fact missing.
Gylith slowed his horse and came up even with Greytan's.
"We were attacked last night, by the men at arms."
"Surely not the same ones Gyltih."
"I know not Greytan, only that they were after us. Antere and
Tarren were scouting at the time, just returning as a matter fo fact.
As they crossed the open field, the men at arms charged. Antere and
Tarren led them away while we hid in the bushes."
Greytan gasped. If only I had been awake, Greytan thought,
another spell...
"Worry your self not friend wizard, there was nothing we could do.
Except hope." Gylith dropped from his horse and walked to a nearby
tree. With a soft swing of his ax, he marked the base of it.
"Gyltih, we must go to Lhuim. I need to speak to a friend. He
will surely know what to do."
"If only we knew where we are Greytan, then finding this Lhuim
would be much easier."
"Tellar would know. When he wakes, we shall find out."
"yes, perhaps. And there is a good spot for a rest, I surely need
it." Gylith led Greytan and the others into a particularly thick stand
of trees and strated unloading their gear.
The half-elf awoke as the wagon halted. Quickly glancing about,
Taria could see little besides daylight. Lowering herslf from the
niche, she crept up to the front wheel to have a look.
Suddenly the driver snapped the reins, yelling for the horses to
move. The wagon jumped forward, and it was all Taria could do to grab
at a support beam under the wagon. The wagon picked up speed, and
Taria was dragged along, yelping in pain. Slowly she managed to lift
herself up off the ground, hanging and breathing heavily. She gritted
her teeth from the pain, her back was torn up pretty bad. Glancing
quickly at her sack to make sure it hadn't fallen, she decided it was
time to get, not thinking of why the wagon was running. Reaching with
one hand, she grabbed the drawstring of her sack...
And fell off with a thud. Her cry stifled by the pounding hooves,
she lay still as the wagon passed over head. As it cleared, she jumped
up to run for cover, but her aching back slowed her to a fast walk.
Before moving ten feet, she heard the next set of hooves, and knew in
the open road she was done for. Frantically, tears streaming down
her face, Taria made her way towards the woods.
Only a little farther, she thought, a sob escaping her lips.
Tripping over a stick, Taria fell and the wind exploded from her lungs.
Gasping desperately for breath, she reached forward, trying to drag
herself. Only a few more feet, her mind screamed.
"And where are we going little girl?" Taria sobbed, silently, for
she had no energy to cry aloud. A big colored man, dressed in an
odd assortment of old, mismatched armor, greeted her look with a smile
from his mount. Taria collapsed, her mind filled with a memory and a
scream. Help me mommy.
A white smmile flashed from behind the old armor, and hands like
shovels reached for the tiny, broken, body. Pretty, chuckled the
soldier to himself. Just the right age, too. The things he could do
to that little body fired the imaginaton.
"Halt" barked a gravel voice from behind. A cold charge ran down
his spine. Caught again.
Sheepishly he turned. The sun coming from behind the horseman's
head blinded him, but he didn't need to see the face. Only officers
could afford horses, and only his captain had a voice that rough.
He was in for it, that was certain. "Yes, M'lord?"
"Why aren't you at your post, you cur?"
Hearing no response the captain looked around from his vantage point
atop the steed. What was that he saw? A child. The captain sighed.
He should have known.
"There will be plenty of willing whores in the next town. Leave
the girl alone."
Sadly the soldier looked down at his discovery, then lumbered off to
his post, cursing about officers and regulations and how he'd show 'em
all someday.
Captain Blackavaar of the third division watched him leave, wishing
they'd had more time to assemble a proper army. Most of the men were
paid mercinaries or just unemployed and looking for some way to put
food in their bellies. Who were they attacking again? Terren? Terra?
What did he care? Blackavaar was a kind soul, with no like or dislike
of the military. When his father told him to seek his fortune five
years ago it seemed like the best possible route to take. However,
needless pain and suffering grieved him. What in hell was a small child
doing on the battlefield, anyway? The nearest town was several days
ride from here.
Lightly Blackavaar dismounted and stood over the sleeping body.
She had several bumps and bruises and was probably terrified, but no
permanent damage could be seen. Gently, so as not to hurt her any more
than nescessary, he picked up the tiny body and cradled it in in his
arms. That's probably her satchell, he mused. Probably has some of
her little things from home. She'll want it when she wakes.
With Taria safely in his arms and the satchell tucked away in a
saddlebag Blackavaar slowly rode back to his tent. He smiled. There's
nothing wrong with her some salve and a hot bath can't fix. Let his men
laugh. After all, he was the Captain. Captains were allowed to have
guests once in a while.
The light of a single candle was all that illuminated the strange
objects filling the sorceres' chaimber. A sleek black cat silently
padded across the floor and lept gracefully into a richly embroidered
armchair. A harsh meow tore through the silence and snapped Arieadne
out of her concentration. Slowly a smile graced her silken lips. "Of
course you're hungry, Misha. Dinner is on its way."
Misha growled angrily and lay down, waiting.
Gracefully, Arieadne selected a stick of incence and lit it, then
watched as the smoke rose as a soul will upon leaving the mortal plain.
"Ashes to ashes," she whispered, "dust to dust..."
She didn't even bother to turn when the door latch clicked, nor did
she look into his face as he voiced his greeting. All that passed
through her mind were the words; the incantation. A strangled cry was
all she needed to know that the spell was complete. Arieadne breathed
a deep sigh of satisfaction and slowly turned to look down at the tiny
vole shivering on the floor. Smiling broadly the sorceress picked the
rodent off the floor to examine it more closely. "Aah, Volpone. Are
we not well today, my love?"
Her voice was as smooth as blood dripping off metal. "No matter. I
called you here to thank you for the book. It will make my search for
the Black Tome so much easier. In fact, I doubt I will be in need of
your services from this point forward. "
Misha raised his head amd meowed loudly. Arieadne's eyes flashed
from hungry cat to captive vole. "Besides..." she purred, "the sex
wasn't that good, anyway."
No sooner did Volpone hit the ground than a black streak of feline
fluidity was on him. A tiny snap signaled the end of a once great
sorcerer's life. Within minutes the floor was clean and a contented
Misha was once again curled up on his chair. Slowly Arieadne lowered
herself into her chair, chuckling quietly. "In pace resquiat, dear
friend. In pace resquiat."
Antere and Tarren slowly searched the trees for another mark.
Antere had guessed correctly that they would ahve moved, in fear of the
riders return, and that they would probably leave some sort of trail to
be followed. And they had. Gylith's large ax had steadily led them
for two days toward the west. Antere guessed it would be soon that
they would catch up.
Tarren softly called to Antere after spying the cut on a small oak
tree, and sat down on some roots. He hurt all over, his muscles aching
for a much needed break. Too much had happened in too little time.
Antere approached, and noted his companions state. Knowing also that
Tarren was a proud man and wouldn't suggest a rest, Antere did so, to
which Tarren readily agreed.
Antere quietly wondered of the others as he sat there.
Scourge silently checked the saddles and bags for the billionth
time on the horses, in case they needed to get away fast. The waiting
was beginning to eat his nerves, and he had suggested that someone ride
back along the trail to see if they were coming. Gylith had left that
morning to do that, taking an extra horse in case he found them. he
said he would be back by nightfall, but a small part of Scourge feared
he would never see the bear man again.
I'm going soft, Scourge thought. I've seen many men go down, many
never return. So why does it bother me so much now? Scourge sighed
and wished he had the answer, but he didn't.
"Soft and old." Scourge mumbled, causing Tellar to look up.
"Maybe friend, but we both are." Tellar carefully inspected each
arrow for cracks or ruined fletching, and even made some during the
long day hours of waiting. But the leg wound had not improved much,
nor would for at least a week, and being confined to a horse or sitting
was driving Tellar crazy. But he did not show it, didn't want to worry
his friends any more than he had.
Greytan handled the hours of waiting the best, quietly reading the
few books he had brought along, and studying the tracking spell given
to him by the mage. He had already decided against using it after the
recent attacks and seeming betrayal, so he was hard at work creating a
new spell to replace it.
Scourge was grateful Greytan had something to occupy him. A few
moments to think about it, and Greytan would realise he would be
considered the most dangerous and thus number target of the group,
knowing magic and having handled the book.
Thats all we need, Scourge thought, for him to lose it. Then it
is all lost
Gylith calmly walked the horses through the forest, looking for
any sign of Antere or Tarren. He had given up a while ago the pretense
of sneaking through the woods, Antere would probably spot him a mile
away. He hoped that was so.
Casually glancing at the sun, Gylith noted it would soon be time
turn back. Perhaps he would come out again tomorrow and look.
THUD. Gylith's eyes watered from pain and the world slowly went
out focus. Detachedly, Gylith noted he was slipping from his horse and
twisted round slightly. Behind him, on a mdinight black horse, sat a
humanoid in all black, hanging a mace from his saddle. With a second
thud, Gylith landed and all went dark.
Antere jumped up at the sound, and Tarren slowly lifted himself
up. Antere pointed to the west, in the direction of the tail, then
motioned for them to split up and circle. Tarren nodded agreement, and
moved off the the left, Antere to the right.
Tarren slowly picked his way throught the woods, hand resting on
his sword hilt, trying to remain as quiet as possible. Tarren had lost
sight of Antere just moments ago, his bow drawn and arrow nocked.
"At least one of us is good at this sort of thing." Tarren pulled
himself behind a large tree as he spotted two horses quietly munching
on a small patch of grass in a asmall clearing. Tarren noticed
something oddly famalar about both animals, but couldn't put his finger
on what. Antere's wave to mve in and get the horses startled Tarren,
but figuring the woodsman knew what he was doing, Tarren obeyed.
"Ow! Hey! That stuff hurts!"
"It has to hurt if it's to heal. Now, stop squirming."
Night had fallen and Blackavaar was in his tent attempting to dress
the wounds of a now conscious, and very uncooperative, Taria. Tying
the last bandage he patted the child on the head. "All fixed. You
should feel better in a day or two. Now, tell me...what the hell were
you doing so far from home?"
Nonchalantly Taria drew an apple out of her satchel and began to
eat. "I don't have a home."
"No home? What of your parents?"
Taria took a bite of the apple and shook her head. "No parents."
Blackavaar was stunned. A child this young, alone? "Dosn't anyone
love you?"
The child's eyes lit up and a smile brightened her face. "You love
me! And I love you! We'll be our own family!"
Loosing all interest in the apple, Taria threw her arms around the
Captain's broad chest in the biggest hug she could muster. Blackavaar
was speachless. Never before had he seen such an open display of
affection. He had done so little for this girl and yet she trusted him
completley. A small tear welled in his eye. One thing was damn sure;
no one was going to find out about Taria and, on his life, he would let
no one harm her. She was right. Out on the battlefield she would be
the only family he had.
"Sir? May I enter?"
The voice came from outside the tent. Blackavaar and Taria
exchanged an understanding nod and she scurried out of view. In a
deep, commanding voice, he barked, "ENTER!"
It was a messenger who stuck his head inside the tent. "Pardon,
sir," he said, "but our soverign requests your presence."
The Captain nodded and followed the messenger to the largest tent on
the field. What could Volpone want, now? Honestly, magicians could be
so hard to understand. They try to be mysterious and just confuse
everybody...
However, it wasn't Volpone who sprawled lasciviously across turkish
cushions in the soverign tent. On the contrary, it was a very
beautiful woman. Her dark robes only served to accent the marble
whiteness of her flesh, but could not hide a curvacious body that would
make any man tremble. Surely, this lady was no camp follower or whore.
If she was, Volpone had expensive tastes. Blackavaar swallowed the
lump in his throat. "Pardon, M'lady," he choked, "but is the master
in?"
"Master?" she chuckled softly. "Dear Captain, I've killed men for
less." Her eyes slid down his form. Despite the heavy uniform
Blackavaar suddenly felt quite exposed. She smiled. "You are
fortunate that I find you pleasing... for now."
In the most even voice he could muster, Blackavaar restated his
question. "Where is Volpone?"
"Oh, you mortals are all alike. You assume soverigns don't change."
she purred, standing up from the cushions and walking slowly until they
were close enough for her to lay one slender finger on the Captain's chest.
"You must realise that all things change."
He didn't have time to think before he felt the silken pressure of
her lips against his, her tongue like a viper darting into his mouth.
A sea of images flashed across his brain and he felt his blood boil.
"Yes, Mistress!" he gasped as the darkness flooded his brain and he
slid into unconcioucness.
Tarren cautiosly moved forward toward the horses, keeping a sharp
eye for any movement in the surrounding trees. Antere had disappeared,
presumably to get a better vantage, and firing, point. The horses
stirred lightly at the human's approach, but after a moments glance,
turned back to eating the grass. The birds sang lightly, and a
squirrel chitted off in the distance. Tarren relaxed and gently took
up the reins of the horses. Antere strode out of the woods a second
later.
"I circled a couple of times. It seems we are safe." Tarren
handed over the reins of a horse to the ranger. Antere started to walk
his horse out of the clearing when Tarren stopped him.
"Antere, these aren't our horses."
"What do you mean? They are of the King's stock?"
"Yes, but they aren't the ones we were riding."
Antere nodded slowly. The others had been caught or killed.
"We are in your land colonel, what do we do?" Just then a glint of
metal on the ground several feet away caught Antere's eyes. Tarren
turned to see what had caught his eye and followed him over to the
object.
"What is it?"
"A coin. From Gylith's country."
"But that would mean..."
Out of the corner of both men's eyes, shapes appeared. The two
turned as one to see riders emerge from the woods, all dressed in
black, silent as a shadow.
"Time to go." Tarren leaped up onto his horse, Antere following
suit. Turning the horses to run, TArren pulled up hard.
"They've surrounded us." The circle of black riders closed until
the two men were trapped in the clearing. Tarren turned to Antere and
silently asked. Antere nodded yes.
Swords flew from Antere's and Tarren's scabbards and they charged
the men in black.
Greytan looked form his book as the light faded. the spell was
nearly complete, a few more hours in the morning and they could go afte
the book. If the others ever showed up.
Scourge paced back and forth before the small fire Tellar ahd
built, grumbling about Gylith being late. Never should have split up,
Scourge thought angrily, it is already bad enough. And they now have
him too.
"I know what yer thinking, boss. And you don't know that. Maybe
he just went a little farther than he should have, in hopes of finding
them. If he doesn't, then he can properly say good bye to them."
Tellar slowly plodded over to the fire and put a pot with some water in
it over the blaze.
"How much you know bout his faith? I saw you two talking a lot
before we got..." ambushed Scourge wanted to say, but the word died on
his lip.
"He's a follower of Ty'ulim. You know, honor, combat, friends
forever sort of stuff. He must say good bye to all his friends he
loses, else ha fall into disfavor with his god. Loyalty means
everything to him. He probably would have rode after Tarren and Antere
if he didn't have Greytan and I to help defend." Tellar stirred the
stew and slowly added the rabbit meat.
"Gods, never had a use for em." Scourge kicked a rock, sent it
flying out the circle of light. A horse whinied in agitation. A horse
that didn't belong to the group.
Scourge, although surprised, dove for his sack and quickly drew his
broadsword. Tellar had placed his bow near at hand, and already had an
arrow nocked. Greytan stirred from his stupor and gazed at the other
two quizzically. Slowly from the darkness, on al sides, riders entered
the fringe of the firelight. Scourge could barely make out the black
steeds anf the black riders.
A rider in front of Tellar dismounted and walked into the circle of
light. Tellar backed off a little, and Greytan rose to his feet
slowly.
"Jackaar-salaar." Greytan looked on the verge of fainting.
The lone rider merely nodded at Greytan, and then signalled. After
a very short fight, the unconscious bodies of Scourge, Tellar, and
Greytan were thrown over the backs of horses and the riders faded into
the night.
Antere stirred as Gylith softly spoke his name. The world slowly
came into focus and the smell of beasts turned Antere's nose in digust.
Red light from the setting sun poured through the bars of cart as they
steadily plodded along. Gylith helped his companion into the sitting
position and held up some water in a wooden cup. Antere accepted it
greedily, gulping it down despite the taste of urine and other
contaminants. Antere absently rubbed the dribble on his chin with his
hand and glanced up.
Across from Antere, Tarren sat with his knees pulled up to his
chest, head resting on his knees. He was wearing only course trousers,
and his arms were notably bloody from many lashings. Tarren's head
rose up, his bleak eyes looking into Antere's, causing Antere to turn
away. TArren's head sank back to his knees.
Antere looked up at Gylith, hoping for something. Antere
immediately wished he hadn't. The once jovial eye's of the giant wre
whirlpools of remorse, and Antere didn't want to be sucked in. He
wanted to see it was hopeless himself first.
Antere tried to speak, but his dry throat managed only raggy
whisper.
"How long?"
Gylith leaned closer, and motioned for Antere to repeat. This
time, a little stronger, Gylith nodded in understanding.
"Three days, friend. You had a fever, and rambled on about
nonsense. The guards beat us to shut you up, wouldn't listen to
reason. But then came the man who caught us, and once seeing your
state took you away. I feared that was the last of it, but he brought
you back today, fever gone. You slept a few hours since being here.
We must be important, else they would have let you die like our cell
mate."
Gylith pointed at a pile of rags in the corner. Antere squinted,
then recognized the still form of a starved man.
"We are part of slave trains my friend."
Tarren slowly moved over by Antere. The young city guard's once
handsome face was now scarred, like many war veterans Antere had seen.
He wondered if his face was the same.
"Were heading south and east. From the little news I get from the
other wagon cells," Antere followed Tarren finger to the wagon in
front of and behind theirs," the army is perched outside of our city.
The Kingdom is holding, for now, and eagerly waitng for the
reinforcements. But the enemy is said to cover the feild like
mosquitos, and a large portion of our army was away at Terid, calming
the natives as it were. They don't think the city will hold another
week."
Antere looked down at the floor of the wagon as it bounced along.
In the distance, he could hear the cries of the wagon drivers and her
defenders preparing to make camp for the night. He would think mroe
tomorrow, now he would try to sleep.
Scourge and Tellar sat in the corner of the wagon, talking softly
of what to do. Tellar was of the mind to wait until they were
bought or sold, then escape, but Scourge was getting impatient. Both
had given up on Greytan. Since he had woken, he sat quietly in teh
opposite corner mumbling about the book store and the quiet life.
Scourge had tried several times to break him from the stupor with
pleads and threats, but they had no effect.
"What do you think happened to the others, Scourge." Tellar asked
quietly, picking at a peice of straw.
"Antere and Tarren were probably caught. Gylith too. Maybe they
are here, maybe they died fighting. I don't know." Scourge punched a
bar and immediately regretted it. The lashings he had received earlier
on the back and arms started to bleed again lightly.
"HEY GUARD, HOW BOUT SOME WATER EH? AND MAYBE SOME FOOD!"
"SHUT UP VERMIN!" The guard picked up a stone and threw it at
Scourge, but mananged to hit Tellar in the leg. Tellar winced in pain.
"Thanks Scourge." Scourge mumbled his apology as Tellar started
undoing the bandage the guards gave him for the leg. The wound was
healing, but slower than ever partially do the poor conditions and lack
of food. Tellar hoped he wouldn't lose his leg over this. His right
leg was planting leg for firing the bow.
"Psssst."
Tellar turned, anxious for the news. The man in the cart behind
him was balding and old. Like Tellar, he had been decided too weak to
help around camp or with the beasts, so Tellar spoke often with him.
He was simply known as baldy.
"Theres news that most of the Kingdom's army was in Terid when the
invasion hit like lightning. Four weeks before they will arive, too
bad the city will only last a week. HEHHE."
Tellar shook his head.
"Its just the guards trying to break our spirits, Baldy. He was lying."
"Its true I tell you! Not from the guards, from a prisonner.
Quarren he calls himself. He does. Tusk, in the next cart speaks to
him, tis true I say!"
Scourge, talking to Greytan at the moment with little success,
stirred at the sound of the name.
"Did I hear him right? Tarren?"
"No he said Quarren. And he has information on the army. Four
weeks away."
"Baldy," Scourge motioned for him to lean closer, "Are you sure it
isn't Tarren? Could you please find out?"
Baldy smiled at his sudden importance, and started to walk over to
the other side to speak into the next wagon, when another man in his
cell stopped him. After a moment of conferring, Baldy returned.
"You must each give me your dinner. Then I will ask."
Scourge growled and grabbed Baldy by his burlap shirt. Baldy
yelped in surprise, and Scourge pulled him into the bars, bouncing
Baldy's head with a crack. Scourge released and made ready to do it
again when the whip cracked. Scourge yanked his arm back, fighting the
pain.
"Ya'll keep to yer own cage dog, or you'll get more." The rider
spit on Scourge, and rode back to his companions alos on watch. The
group roared with laughter.
"When I get out of here...."
Tellar pulled his friend dwon into a sitting position and began
discussing how they could reclaim Greytan from his depression.
Taria came out of her place of hiding. Her small face twisted into
an expression of indecission. A decission came quickly to her young
mind as she slid out of Blackavaar's tent.
She followed steathily as Blackavaar was led into a lavish tent.
Carefully she crawled to the side of the tent and using her small knife
slit a hole into the canvas.
"Who's that woman he's with?" she thought. Her curiousity quickly
turned into anxioty (sp?) and anger as Blackavaar fell to the floor.
"Men," Arieadne said to herself, " so easily taken down". She bent
down and lightly touched his temples with her hands.
Blackavaar came gently out of the blackness. As he opened his eyes
he found himself staring into the same face that had caused the
blackness to envelop him in the first place. Strangely he longed to
reach into the blackness again.
"Poor Glynn," she said sweetly as she bent closer to assist him up.
Her touch sent his blood boiling again. Her scent made his head ache.
"Who are you?" he asked weakly.
"Your master and possibly more"she said in a voice like the
spring breeze blowing lightly across the meodows.
Blackavaar quickly disengaged himself from her embrace. He was
quickly loosing control of the situation. This woman was dangerous.
Then he suddenly remembered what she had called him.
"Where did you learn my name from! Nobody knows my first name!" he
yelled.
"I know alot about you captain," Arieadne said an evil grin on her
face. "I know MANY INTERESTING things about you captain. Why you
joined the military for instance and I know why you on this mission
now".
"And I know what happened to your wife and daughter!"
Captain Blackavaar stood rigid his face ashen, his eyes blank, his
fist clinched and his knuckles white.
"You are dismissed captain," said Arieadne and waved the captain
out.
Taria quickly moved away from the hole she had made in the tent
canvass. Her face was set in a determined grimace and her eyes were
flames. "That is one lady I DEFINATELY DO NOT LIKE"!
"Wake up time, slug. Get your filthy ass out of there. We got a
treat for you." Several guards laugh loudly as Scourge awakes. The
dawn would be several hours in coming.
"Move!" Scourge felt himself being dragged out of the cart by his
legs and slipped off the edge. Landing with a dull thud, Scourge
fought the pain in his head and stood, groggily observing slave
guarders. Angrily, one of the four grabbed Scourge and pushed him
along.
"You get to work the Thankor today, slave." All four burst into
laughter and prodded Scourge along.
Tellar quickly sat up and moved over to Greytan's side.
"Wake up! Wake up!"
Greytan stirred slowly and his breathing quickened.
"They've taken Scourge, he's to work a Thenkar or something?"
Greytan's face went bone white, but the effect was lost on Tellar
int eh dark. Greytan's trembling form, however, was not.
"You know what it is?"
"Its a fairy tale, nothing more. A six legged beast perhaps as big
as these carts, as strong as the dragons of old. They are very
intelligent and incredibily independent. But they aren't real."
Greytan's voice shook. He knew they were.
Tellar sat back and rubbed his head. What was the world coming too
when stories came to life. Next the Bantene would come. Why not,
thought Tellar disgustedly, everything else has gone wrong.
"Greytan, we have to get out of here. What about your magic?"
"I'm too weak, I can't concentrate or remember most of the spells.
Except the one for the book, but that is pointless now. If I cast it,
the mages will come down us before we can react."
"Ya, I suppose so. At least we are heading in the right direction.
Towards the empire."
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