Kat Thelwall

HAPPY BARFDAY TO MEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Fri, 02 Feb 2007 00:34:54 GMT

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, it's THAT time of year again. It's my berfday and I'm going to laser tag.
If you are reading this then you are a good friend of mine and you are invited.
If you want to come simply show up at the Laser QUEST next to Southland C-train station at 6:20pm on Friday, February 2nd, 2007.
The price is $14 per person and that includes 2 games. I'll also be heading to the Soda later that night for "I love drum and bass more".

YayyyyyyyY!

If you want/need to contact me, my number is 461-4032.

Tue, 24 Jan 2006 01:54:21 GMT

BTW, guys, I'm having a barfday party on Friday, Feb 3rd. You are all invited!
byob, starts around 6ish. There will be cake!!!
email me if you've forgotten my address.

Thu, 29 Dec 2005 04:42:54 GMT

By all the evil, lording, vicious gods!
Rachel, I'm sorry, the car wasn't ready, probably won't be ready until midday tomorrow. We'll probably be back friday, middayish time.
Have I told you how truly thankful I am? Again? Thank YOU!!!!! I hope everything's going well with you and school and work and the kitties and stuff!
Muah!

Thu, 24 Nov 2005 02:07:51 GMT

Fuck Yeah! That just made my day less shitty.

Tue, 08 Nov 2005 09:34:08 GMT

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/americas/1405460.stm

wow.

wow.

Fri, 04 Nov 2005 17:28:38 GMT

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want, either good or bad.

When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.

Yoinked from Fanelia

RAAAAAAAAAAVE

Mon, 24 Oct 2005 14:36:50 GMT

Pat, Roach, I'm really sorry I didn't make it to sushi. I will next time.

Pat, you'll never guess who I ran into at the rave. Remember at project X, there was that really grumpy old make-up guy with a 12 year old daughter? Sheriesse or something? Well, she was there. It was kinda weird.

And now, about the rave itself.

I like acid because it makes you think about stuff in a totally different way. Owen told me once of a tribe that used a drug similar to mushrooms or something to help them decide on their big issues. They'd all get together and get high and really delve into the problem.

That's what it was like for me Saturday night. Since I wasn't dancing so much I would sit on the floor and watch other people dance and think about my life. I though about a LOT:
-how I don't dance but should really start
-how I still have trouble opening up to people
-how I'm constantly worrying about how cool I seem to other people, when really I should only worry about how cool I am to myself.
-how I need to stop judging people so much and be more accepting.
-how I need to start being more honest with people,

and that leads me to my next thing. I was sitting outside in the jeep, alone, playing on my phone. I played this card game that's sort of like black jack and had either an epiphany or a spiritual experience. You see, in Race 21, the card game, you get more points if you DON'T follow the rules. But that night I DID and I got more sets of 21 than I ever had before. I got my shittiest score ever, but I CAME BY IT HONESTLY. So I took it as a sign that I need to be more honest with people.

In other news:
-I got 2 hilarious drunken phone messages from Rachel.
-I watched Star Wars ep. 3 again last night, and I hated it. Which is a real turn-around from the first time. Maybe I got spoiled by Serenity, but Ep3 dialogue sucks ass, that acting (or more likely, the directing of the acting) was terrible and the plot was completely unfeasable. I'm sorry.

That's all, for now.

Tue, 18 Oct 2005 00:26:11 GMT

If there is at least one person in your life whom you consider a close friend, and whom you would not have met without the internet, post this sentence in your journal.

In fact, there are quite a few people. Boucher being the most notable, currently.

Yay for the internet :-)

Yay Quiz!

Fri, 14 Oct 2005 18:47:19 GMT

one. 7 things i plan to do before i die:
1. Travel in South America, Africa, more of Asia and Europe. Also, Australia and New Zealand
2. Get a souped up scooter
3. learn to bellydance
4. get really good at drawing
5. learn to play an instrument
6. Live in the UK
7. Meet and talk with someone who is well recognized for their greatness

two. 7 things i can do:
1. Ripple my tongue
2. make kick ass fudge
3. write, but don't take my diaries as good examples. I'm talking essays and articles, where I actually THINK about what I'm saying.
4. Tuvan throat sing (not very well, mind you, but I can do it)
5. Listen -> Empathize
6. Imagine
7. Amasse interesting things

three. 7 things i can't do:
1. Sing
2. Commit
3. Draw
4. Stay mad at my cats
5. Save money
6. Do homework ahead of time
7. Call people back, apparently.

four. 7 things that attract me to people of the opposite sex:
1. Eccentricity
2. Sense of humor
3. Lack of condescending attitude
4. Sense of adventure
5. Wit
6. Mischeviousness
7. Good taste (or rather, compatible taste)

five. 7 things i say the most (and sometimes far too often):
1. Swicked
2. cool
3. Shitty
4. Man
5. Makes sense
6. I dunno
7. Yay!

six. 7 celebrity crushes:
1. Angelina Jolie
2. Jake Gyllenhaal
3. Val Kilmer
4. Christian Slater
5. Sean Maher
6. Summer Glau
7. Nathan Fillion

seven. 7 people i want to take this quiz:
1. Lester
2. Roach
3. Pat
4. Donna
5. Ryan
6. Nicole
7. Owen

Sat, 08 Oct 2005 03:58:11 GMT

Gorram it.
A couple months ago, when I was starting to get really excited about Serenity, I bought this special 15 minute promotional DVD for the movie. Just some interviews and apparently something about the Canadian Browncoats. But I didn't want to watch it until after the movie because I didn't want any hints on plot and whatnot. So the other day I finally dig it up and guess what!
Broken.
Fucking broken.
Da xiang bao zha shi de la du zi
(which translates roughly to "The explosive diarrhea of an elephant")

Fri, 07 Oct 2005 02:21:43 GMT

I just sneezed 7 times in a row. I fucking hate being sick.

So, I didn't go to classes yesterday. In fact, I didn't even go to sleep yesterday. I figured I'd stay up, finish reading my textbook and then quickly and easily write my 200 word abstract.
Not so! 8am rolls around and I've read the textbook, and written 3 versions of the abstract, each one shittier than the one before. Apparently, in an INFORMATIVE abstract, you can't just say what the book is about, you have to COVER ALL THE MAIN POINTS. Now, trying to cram 200 pages into 200 words is not easy, and it certainly wasn't pretty. I've never hated something I've written so much. I felt so shitty and frustrated by the time I should have gone to class, that I just didn't. I handed in my assignment electronically and fucked off for a bath.

Ooh, here are some lyrics from my new favourite Alanis Morisette song "Joining You"

dear dar(lin') your mom (my friend) left a message on my machine she was frantic
saying you were talking crazy that you wanted to do away with yourself
I guess she thought i'd be a perfect resort because we've had
this inexplicable connection since our youth and yes they're in shock
they are panicked you and your chronic them and their drama
you this embarrassment us in the middle of this delusion
if we were our bodies
if we were our futures
if we were our defenses i'd be joining you
if we were our culture
if we were our leaders
if we were our denials i'd be joining you
I remember vividly a day years ago we were camping you knew more than you thought you should know
you said "I don't want ever to be brainwashed" and you were mindboggling you were intense
you were uncomfortable in your own skin you were thirsty but mostly you were beautiful
if we were our nametags
if we were our rejections
if we were our outcomes i'd be joining you
if we were our indignities
if we were our successes
if we were our emotions i'd be joining you
you and I we're like 4 year olds we want to know why and how come about everything
we want to reveal ourselves at will and speak our minds and never talk small and be intuitive
and question mightily and find god my tortured beacon
we need to find like-minded companions
if we were their condemnations
if we were their projections
if we were our paranoias i'd be joining you
if we were our incomes
if we were our obsession
if we were our afflictions i'd be joining you
we need reflection we need a really good memory feel free to call me a little more often

Wed, 05 Oct 2005 06:01:57 GMT

cross-posted from my diaryland diary, which I've been updating a lot more than this one, incase any of you care...?

1. George, I was mad at you for a while, and I didn't know what to do, but I think that how we finished on the phone was how it shall stand. When we have good times we have really good times together, as friends. I'm really sorry that lately I was forgetting just how important some things are.

2. Love like you've never been hurt.
Sofa King good to live by, if I might steal the phrase. I'm throwing all caution to the wind and just kind of blowin all steam ahead. You once said you let the "Kat out of the bag." Now I might do the same? Except the other way around.

3. Serenity FUCKING ROCKED!!!!! My favourite part was the dialogue. The most fantabulously excellent dialogue I have ever heard in any movie. The acting was brilliant. The characters are so well done, in both writing, directing and acting that when a certain will-not-be-mentioned plot twist occurred I was sad and angry not because I thought it was stupid and shouldn't have been put in, but because I would be sad and angry if that happened in real life. Because I cared about the characters THAT much.
It is without a doubt my favourite movie ever. And I've never been able to say that about a movie before.

Now I'm done, and I'll get back to homework. Promise. fucking homework.

Tue, 27 Sep 2005 16:48:00 GMT

Finally jumping on the so-called "band's wagon."

1) Reply with your name and I'll respond with something random about you.
2) I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3) I'll pick a flavor/color of jello to wrestle with you in.
4) I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5) I'll tell you my first memory of you.
6) I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7) I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8) If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal.

Mon, 19 Sep 2005 03:28:37 GMT

Your LiveJournal Pirate Crew
LiveJournal Username
Fifteen men on a dead man's chest!
Cutlass or pistol?
What is the name of your pirate ship?
Where is your secret pirate base?
What kind of loot do you prefer?
What do you and your crew prefer to be called?
Parrot or monkey?
Argh!

Your capable first mate	beandelphiki
Your bumbling cabin boy with a heart of gold	abalorn
The aloof, yet honorable, pirate with a mysterious past	johnnyelectric
Is always the first one into the fray	lytheris
Is the naval officer who ruthlessly pursues your ship	spectral_roach
Is the comical pirate who is always drunk on grog	spectral_roach
Is currently in Davy Jones's locker	estia
The amount of money you make as a pirate	$135,170


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Wow, Roach is busy, or schizo.

Advice

Tue, 23 Aug 2005 23:50:45 GMT

Lester, Roach,
what do you think?
http://www.futureshop.ca/catalog/proddetail.asp?sku_id=0665000FS10063398&logon=&langid=EN
any other suggestions are extremely welcome.
:-)
-Kat

Homophobia is wrong.

Fri, 12 Aug 2005 14:54:33 GMT

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.

Repost this if you believe homophobia is wrong.

Fri, 05 Aug 2005 00:15:27 GMT

They say when you kill something a part of your soul rips off. If mine does, will I be able to keep the tatter?
Choices. Sophie's choice. Paradoxes. Damned if you do, damned if you don't. I don't believe in hell, but I believe in torment.

Weird Moments

Sun, 03 Jul 2005 06:10:53 GMT

Dude, I just had a really weird moment. I was reading something ON PAPER, but AT THE COMPUTER. When I got to the end of the page, I reached for the mouse to scroll down.

o.0

In other news, yesterday my brother's lovely wife gave birth to their second child, a boy, Levi. Can't wait to meet 'im.

Sat, 25 Jun 2005 16:16:31 GMT

Taco Albrecht

ALBRECHT _ Taco B.R. Taco B.R. Albrecht passed away on Monday, June 20, 2005 at the age of 59 years. Taco will be sadly missed by Patricia, his wife of forty years and partner since the age of fifteen; his sons, Curtis (Samantha), Brett (Glenn); daughter Jodi Lynn; and two beautiful granddaughters, Montana and Quinterra - a source of immense joy for him. He is also survived by one brother, two sisters and numerous nephews and nieces. Taco was predeceased by his parents Dr. J.C. and Mrs. Treesia Albrecht. Born in Bilthoven, Holland, August 3, 1945, Taco was raised in The Netherlands, Venezuela and Canada. Taco was a talented educator with a thirst for knowledge and a gift for sharing it. A sardonic wit that was supported and developed by his deep intellect was his trademark. A Celebration of Taco's Life will be held at FOSTER'S GARDEN CHAPEL, 3220 - 4 Street N.W., Calgary (across from Queen's Park Cemetery) on Monday, June 27, 2005 at 1:00 p.m. If friends so desire, memorial donations may be made directly to the Heart and Stroke Foundation of Alberta or the National Geographic Society. Expressions of sympathy may be forwarded to the family at www.mem.com . FOSTER'S GARDEN CHAPEL FUNERAL HOME and CREMATORIUM, Directors. Telephone: 297-0888. Honoured Provider of Dignity Memorial www.fostersgardenchapel.com

Shitty Deal. You either loved him or hated him, but EVERYBODY respected him.

Tue, 21 Jun 2005 01:11:18 GMT

So, Adam and I broke up officially yesterday. Happy times, but they're over....for now.

Tue, 14 Jun 2005 15:18:14 GMT

Posting my the job description I wrote up for Rachel.

BSE Clerk - Duties roughly separated by area/person. Not in order of importance.

1. BSE - Frank and Todd 35%
-Order supplies (ie BSE kits, poster, brochures, office supplies)
-Distribute supplies and media to Lethbridge and Brooks
-Answer 1-800 BSE hotline for Southern Alberta: discuss the BSE program with the public/producers, collect information on sample pickups. Report 1-800 call statistics.
-Receive BSE test results, forward to producer or Alberta Processors as necessary.
-Maintain test result email files, BSE data entry spreadsheets and test result paper files.
-Handle special projects for BSE (ie retroactive BSE Reimbursement)
-Enter, distribute and file provincial SRM audit reports.

*note to Rachel: basically, you get whatever the BSE Inspectors need so they can collect brain samples, you answer the phone and record/pass on information, you file your email, file papers, do data entry, and occassionally you'll be given a big project as they come up.*

2. Animal Health - Michelle 30%
-Calgary District Office Import/Export stats data entry and filing.
-Bull card date stamping, pulling, filing.
-While Michelle is away: answer phones, handle enquiries/appointments/deliveries, write up export/transport certificates, LSTS submission forms/results.
-Assist in maintaining animal health files (archiving, switching to new year, updating etc)
-Special projects for Inspectors/Vets (ie making labels, tag filing systems etc)

*note to Rachel: I'll explain more about what comes out of the Animal Health Office later, but put simply, we provide certificates to people to want to take their pets or commodities (like horses, pigs, squirrels etc) to other countries, and we do lots of disease testing on animals and herds so that people can export the animals, their parts or semen. Yes, I said semen.*

3. Cattle Identification - Petula 5%
-Obtain manifests/inspector statements/corporate documents/ reports and other case evidence.
-Write up AMPs brief containing all info and evidence, or proofread the brief if Petula does it.
-Prepare and send out AMPs brief for signatures
-Prepare and send out Certificate of Service and Notice of Violation to violator, EIS and Moncton.
-confirm delivery of packages.
-handle requests for tribunal/ministerial review.
-special requests from Petula (ie looking up phone numbers, events, addresses etc.)

*note to Rachel: all this section is, is Petula will fine people who don't have identification tags on their animals, and you write up the legal document and send it out.*

4. Regional Management Team - Gord, Dolores, Gary 15%
-Prepare and frame HACCP/FSEP and other certificates (Gary)
-Send out industry letters and information packages (Gary)
-Receive, do data entry for and file 1427's and audit reports for AB South establishments.(Gord/Gary)
-photocopy training manuals/meat hygiene MOP’s, and other documents (Gord)
-Help with or handle special projects (Dolores/Gord)

*note to Rachel: these are members of the "Regional Management Team" who don't have an admin assistant of their own so they pushed their weight around to get a peice of your time. This may be stopped, or at least, the duties performed for them will be split with the new Feeds clerk.*

5. Inspection Manager - Wanda and Michael 10%
-When Wanda is away: answer phones, write/edit letters, make arrangements, confirm appointments, handle mail, deliver paperwork.
-Assist where needed.

6. Feeds - Jake 5%
-Assist in ATIP requests
-File archiving
-editing and printing industry letters.

*note to Rachel: those last 2 don't take up much of your time, unless Wanda is away. I'll tutor you more on all of this crap later*
bye!

Movin' In. Movin' On.

Sat, 04 Jun 2005 04:57:18 GMT

Fer fuck's sake.

I have no idea what the fuck I'm doing.
If the situation were reversed would I want to know? Probably. But he's said he couldn't handle it right now.

I can't wait to get out of this fucking house.

I was wrong. TANJ isn't from Tanith Lee, it's Larry Niven. It stands for There Ain't No Justice. How appropriate.

Non bandwagon Surveyness.

Tue, 24 May 2005 22:21:50 GMT

All you people do boring surveys, but I jacked this interesting one from Rhea. Suck it!

[1] What is your secret guaranteed weeping movie?
Dumbo, the part where Dumbo is being comforted by his mother, except she’s in a cage but she’s holding him in her trunk through the bars.
[2] If you could have plastic surgery, what would you have done?
I’d have most of my skin replaced.
[3] Do you have a completely irrational fear?
Well, I have this completely serious fear of ZOMBIES, but I don’t think that’s irrational. Zombies could totally happen.
[4] What is the little physical habit that gives away your insecure moment?
I talk too much.
[5] Are you a pyromaniac?
I love heat. I like melting glass, does that count?
[6] Do you have too many love interests?
no. Nobody loves me.
[7] Do you know anyone famous?
Yes.
[8] Describe the bed you sleep in.
It’s a loft bed, with a sacred space below for my altar and laptop, and curtains all around the bed space, it’s kind of like a double decker cave.
[9] Spontaneous or plan?
I go to the extremes of both. I either plan it to death, or don’t plan it at all.
[10] Do you know how to play poker?
Not really.
[11] What do you carry with you at all times?
Pocket knife, keys, safety pins and sometime my cell phone.
[12] What do you miss most about being little?
People trusting you. I’ll never get to go to the flight cabin of an aeroplane now that I’m “all grown up”
[13] Are you happy with your given name?
Sort of. I don’t like Katherine, but I do like Kat. It’d be cool if I were Katlefiya legally.
[14] How much money would it take to get you to give up the Internet for one year?
A fucking LOT of money. Like, billions.
[15] Do you like yourself?
Sometimes. Sometimes not.
[16] Do transient, homeless, or starving people bother you?
In the sense that they come up to me yes, in the sense that I mind? No.
[17] Do you consider yourself to be a nice person?
To a fault.
[18] Do you spend more time with your lover or your friends?
Lover.
[19] What's one thing you wish you could do but can't?
Sing.
[20] What is your ideal marriage location?
A Medieval Castle. Or a crypt. Yeah, a crypt. And everybody would have to wear black. Like in the Addams Family.
[21] Which musical instrument do you wish you could play?
The Cymbolum
[22]Favorite fabric?
Don’t have one.
[23] Something you love and hate?
Owen.
[24] What kind of bedding do you use?
I dunno, blue stuff?
[25] Do you tell your friends about your sex life?
Hehe, yeah, more to traumatize or amuse them.
[26] What's the one language you want to learn?
I’d love to learn french, and I will, also, finish learning arabic. And L447
[27] What do you order at a bar?
Keith’s
[28] Have you ever pierced your body parts?
I’ve got 6 ear piercings, 1 nose and 1 nipple piercing.
[29] Do you have tattoos?
Not YET.
[30] Do you drive stick?
Nope. My scooter is automatic.
[31] What's one trait you hate in a person?
Ignorance.
[32] What kind of watch(es) do you wear?
I like watches that are big and black, so it kinda looks like I’ve got a hockey puck duct taped to my writst.
[33] Most frivolous purchase?
I once bought a (probably) completely fraudulant autograph of Jonathan Brandis from Seaquest. It only cost about 15 bucks, but what the hell was I thinking?
[34] Do you consider yourself materialistic?
Depends on your definition of materialistic. I try to limit the things I have, but I also try to limit the things I have to high quality (that is, my definition of high quality, which is probably very different from, say, Paris Hilton’s definition).
[35] What do you cook the best?
Pancakes!
[36] Favorite writing instrument?
A keyboard.
[37] Do you prefer to stand out or blend in?
I prefer to blend in, but I don’t most of the time.
[38] What kind of books do you like to read?
Fantasy and Sci-Fi, also, disaster.
[39] If you won the lottery, what would you do?
My family plays that game all the time, where we plan what we would do if we won the lottery. First I’d diseminate it among needful family and friends, then I’d buy a studio apartment and all the art supplies I could ever need.
[40] What's one thing you're a sore loser at?
Starcraft. Because everybody else CHEATS!
[41] If you don't like a person, how do you show it?
Rachel would say that I’d write them a little note telling them I wasn’t their friend anymore. Nowadays (in my infinite maturity) I simply try to ignore them as much as possible.
[42] Do you cry in front of friends?
No. Unless I can’t get away from them in time.
[43] What kind of first impression do you think you give to people?
Eccentric.
[44] What's one thing you like to do alone?
Not Masturbate, that’s for sure, that’s a spectator sport! J/k. Think.
[45] Are you a giver or a taker?
Giver. If anybody wants to tell me otherwise, feel free to do so.
[46] When's the last time you cried?
That’s personal.
[47] Favorite communication method?
Written.
[48] How many drinks before you're tipsy?
2 pints and I’m on my way.
[49] Favorite kind of porn?
Midget trisexual hentaaaaI mean I don’t watch porn.
[50] Do you ever have to beg?
No.
[51] Have you ever done any illegal drugs?
Legality is subjective.
[52] Do you think you're cute?
Sometimes.
[53] Do you have problems changing clothes in front of friends?
Nope, not since Tech. But I worry about other people having a problem with it.
[54] What's the most painful experience you've ever had?
That’s personal.

Wed, 27 Apr 2005 21:41:54 GMT

As one of my final big contributions at work, I have agreed to organize CFIA Southern Alberta's "Take is All Off For Cancer" Head Shave. I, myself, will be cutting off 10 inches, plus an extra inch for every thousand raised above $5000. If any of you guys want to contribute money, or perhaps even your hair, just let me know.
That's right, gimme your money bitches. Or your hair. I'll make a big money/hair soup. With eyeballs. And some Cilantro.

...bitches....

Sat, 16 Apr 2005 18:39:20 GMT

So, my parents were cleaning out their garage and I went through my old boxes of stuff and found this play I had written, sort of. You see I had this mini love affair with this guy Bram while we were in Edmonton together, but we couldn't do anything about it because he had a girlfriend. One day I was chatting with him on MSN, and this is how it went:

Kitty Kat says: Brammy! Hey man, what's up?
Brammy says: do you still like me? 'Cause I miss you.
Kitty Kat says:what do you mean?
Brammy says: don't you know?
Kitty Kat says: not quite, care to explain?
Brammy says: I miss you, what is there to explain?
Kitty Kat says: no, I understand that part, but what about the "do you still like me" part?
Brammy says: oh, I don't know...........um............NM.
Kitty Kat says: NO! explain NOW!
Brammy says: ok......well, what do you want me to say?
Kitty Kat says: why did you ask that question?
Brammy says: I wanted to know......been thinkin
Kitty Kat says: thinkin about what?
Brammy says: life..........death...........love...........war............the little flowers that grow in the cracks of the rocks and the trees that grow on the sides of cliffs, where life should not rightfully be.
Kitty Kat says: You're a great man, Bram.
Kitty Kat says: Yes, I do still like you. And I also miss you muchly.
Brammy says: has my heart not loved til this night, forswear it sight
Brammy says: for ne'er before true beauty have I seen
Brammy says: until the day we meet again, there shall always be an empty space in my life.
Kitty Kat says: Alas, our revels now are ended.
Kitty Kat says: We're all spirits and are melted into thin air.
Kitty Kat says: and like the baseless fabric of this internet universe
Kitty Kat says: the cloudcapped towers, the gorgeous servers, the solemn high speed connections, the great globe itself
Kitty Kat says: yea, all which it inherit
Kitty Kat says: shall disolve.
Kitty Kat says: and like this insubstantial webpage faded
Kitty Kat says: leave not a byte behind
Kitty Kat says: we are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life is rounded with a sleep.
Brammy says: such words from such sweet lips. Ride with me fair maiden and we shall travel far
Brammy says: into a sunset of azure gold.
Brammy says: through a forest of blossoming willows
Brammy says: and we shall reach eden and feel the splendor of a life that was ours from the very start.
Kitty Kat says: let us set sail on a titanic of dreams
Kitty Kat says: and if we sink, we shall live forever young, together......
Brammy says: hand in hand we shall march upon paradise and build our home amongst true beauty. For strength and honour are virtues, true beauty, compassion and grace are found in you.
Kitty Kat says: I shall be your lady, and you shall be my knight, and you shall wear my favour on your lance *wink*
Brammy says: each time I ride upon a tornie or battle, you shall be in my heart and driving force. You shall lead me to victory and deliver me from defeat. For while you live I cannot lose.
Brammy says: hold me in your arms and renew my strength, kiss me upon my lips and give me hope!
Kitty Kat says: together we will do battle with dragons and evil goblins. And afterward we will feast on each other's presence in an abandoned castle boudoir.
Brammy says: As the darkness closes in upon us your light presses it back and your eyes shine through to show us the treasure.
Kitty Kat says: The treasure is my heart and your heart, melted into one and burning with the fire of our love.
Brammy says: Our kingdom is our souls intertwined in destiny for when we are together it is our finest hour. We can do anything we put our minds to for nothing can break us. Nothing!
Kitty Kat says: Today, while the blossoms still cling to the vine, I'll taste you strawberries, I'll drink your sweet wine. A million tomorrows shall all pass us away, e'er I forget all the joys that were ours today...
Brammy says: this moment shall live forever in my heart.
Kitty Kat says: I am at a loss...
Brammy says: as am I...such have your words taken the words from my lips...
Kitty Kat says: no, I must go silent into the black night, CSI is on, but perhaps our souls can touch again?
Brammy says: the souls of lovers are never truly apart...but one complication does still persist.
Kitty Kat says: the endless stretching miles between me and your sweet lips?
Brammy says: that also....but one other
Kitty Kat says: tell me, my love, what is it?
Brammy says: this is not bram
Brammy says: this never was bram
Kitty Kat says: WHAT?!? then who is it?
Brammy says: his friend Oli.
Brammy says: Bram's playing some video games across the room.