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« Reply #45 on: September 30, 2009, 10:47:03 PM »

Paul closed his notebook computer, the day had only just begun but already problems were developing, bills were piling, and his fast approaching deadline, was a real concern, "what should I do?" he thought. "Ignore it?" he mused. But the thought passed as quickly as it had arrived. He decided decisive action can wait since it was likely that he would win lotto according to the gypsy next door. But did he in fact believe all that gobbledygook, or he was scared of not achieving the result he so desperately longed for? "Time to think positively", he said to himself, "how am I ever going to get myself out and onto the sailboat?" He was waiting on his skipper to lower the gangplank so he could ascend into the belly of adventure. But in a brash moment he decided that he must put aside his own needs and respect the ones around.  He climbed instead on the rigging, wanting the crow's nest to represent the heights he could achieve in such a spectacular location, the world is flat after all he yelled to the seagulls circling above.  The boat lurched as moorings were strained to the limit. Lighthouse Coxwell, the bosun, released the ropes and we began another descent into the maelström of the fast approaching storm. 
 
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« Reply #46 on: October 01, 2009, 04:53:02 AM »

Paul closed his notebook computer, the day had only just begun but already problems were developing, bills were piling, and his fast approaching deadline, was a real concern, "what should I do?" he thought. "Ignore it?" he mused. But the thought passed as quickly as it had arrived. He decided decisive action can wait since it was likely that he would win lotto according to the gypsy next door. But did he in fact believe all that gobbledygook, or he was scared of not achieving the result he so desperately longed for? "Time to think positively", he said to himself, "how am I ever going to get myself out and onto the sailboat?" He was waiting on his skipper to lower the gangplank so he could ascend into the belly of adventure. But in a brash moment he decided that he must put aside his own needs and respect the ones around.  He climbed instead on the rigging, wanting the crow's nest to represent the heights he could achieve in such a spectacular location, the world is flat after all he yelled to the seagulls circling above.  The boat lurched as moorings were strained to the limit. Lighthouse Coxwell, the bosun, released the ropes and we began another descent into the maelström of the fast approaching storm. 
 
Far to the east I
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« Reply #47 on: October 01, 2009, 06:48:43 AM »


Paul closed his notebook computer, the day had only just begun but already problems were developing, bills were piling, and his fast approaching deadline, was a real concern, "what should I do?" he thought. "Ignore it?" he mused. But the thought passed as quickly as it had arrived. He decided decisive action can wait since it was likely that he would win lotto according to the gypsy next door. But did he in fact believe all that gobbledygook, or he was scared of not achieving the result he so desperately longed for? "Time to think positively", he said to himself, "how am I ever going to get myself out and onto the sailboat?" He was waiting on his skipper to lower the gangplank so he could ascend into the belly of adventure. But in a brash moment he decided that he must put aside his own needs and respect the ones around.  He climbed instead on the rigging, wanting the crow's nest to represent the heights he could achieve in such a spectacular location, the world is flat after all he yelled to the seagulls circling above.  The boat lurched as moorings were strained to the limit. Lighthouse Coxwell, the bosun, released the ropes and we began another descent into the maelström of the fast approaching storm. 
 
Far to the east I and the King of Siamese cats
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« Reply #48 on: October 01, 2009, 06:57:54 AM »

Paul closed his notebook computer, the day had only just begun but already problems were developing, bills were piling, and his fast approaching deadline, was a real concern, "what should I do?" he thought. "Ignore it?" he mused. But the thought passed as quickly as it had arrived. He decided decisive action can wait since it was likely that he would win lotto according to the gypsy next door. But did he in fact believe all that gobbledygook, or he was scared of not achieving the result he so desperately longed for? "Time to think positively", he said to himself, "how am I ever going to get myself out and onto the sailboat?" He was waiting on his skipper to lower the gangplank so he could ascend into the belly of adventure. But in a brash moment he decided that he must put aside his own needs and respect the ones around.  He climbed instead on the rigging, wanting the crow's nest to represent the heights he could achieve in such a spectacular location, the world is flat after all he yelled to the seagulls circling above.  The boat lurched as moorings were strained to the limit. Lighthouse Coxwell, the bosun, released the ropes and we began another descent into the maelström of the fast approaching storm. 
 
Far to the east I and the King of Siamese cats sailed, Hobson his name, we
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« Reply #49 on: October 02, 2009, 06:19:12 AM »


Paul closed his notebook computer, the day had only just begun but already problems were developing, bills were piling, and his fast approaching deadline, was a real concern, "what should I do?" he thought. "Ignore it?" he mused. But the thought passed as quickly as it had arrived. He decided decisive action can wait since it was likely that he would win lotto according to the gypsy next door. But did he in fact believe all that gobbledygook, or he was scared of not achieving the result he so desperately longed for? "Time to think positively", he said to himself, "how am I ever going to get myself out and onto the sailboat?" He was waiting on his skipper to lower the gangplank so he could ascend into the belly of adventure. But in a brash moment he decided that he must put aside his own needs and respect the ones around.  He climbed instead on the rigging, wanting the crow's nest to represent the heights he could achieve in such a spectacular location, the world is flat after all he yelled to the seagulls circling above.  The boat lurched as moorings were strained to the limit. Lighthouse Coxwell, the bosun, released the ropes and we began another descent into the maelström of the fast approaching storm. 
 
Far to the east I and the King of Siamese cats sailed, Hobson his name, we
dined on quince and slices

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« Reply #50 on: October 02, 2009, 06:30:41 AM »

Paul closed his notebook computer, the day had only just begun but already problems were developing, bills were piling, and his fast approaching deadline, was a real concern, "what should I do?" he thought. "Ignore it?" he mused. But the thought passed as quickly as it had arrived. He decided decisive action can wait since it was likely that he would win lotto according to the gypsy next door. But did he in fact believe all that gobbledygook, or he was scared of not achieving the result he so desperately longed for? "Time to think positively", he said to himself, "how am I ever going to get myself out and onto the sailboat?" He was waiting on his skipper to lower the gangplank so he could ascend into the belly of adventure. But in a brash moment he decided that he must put aside his own needs and respect the ones around.  He climbed instead on the rigging, wanting the crow's nest to represent the heights he could achieve in such a spectacular location, the world is flat after all he yelled to the seagulls circling above.  The boat lurched as moorings were strained to the limit. Lighthouse Coxwell, the bosun, released the ropes and we began another descent into the maelström of the fast approaching storm. 
 
Far to the east I and the King of Siamese cats sailed, Hobson his name, we dined on quince and slices while the boat lurched ominously
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« Reply #51 on: October 02, 2009, 06:52:43 AM »

Paul closed his notebook computer, the day had only just begun but already problems were developing, bills were piling, and his fast approaching deadline, was a real concern, "what should I do?" he thought. "Ignore it?" he mused. But the thought passed as quickly as it had arrived. He decided decisive action can wait since it was likely that he would win lotto according to the gypsy next door. But did he in fact believe all that gobbledygook, or he was scared of not achieving the result he so desperately longed for? "Time to think positively", he said to himself, "how am I ever going to get myself out and onto the sailboat?" He was waiting on his skipper to lower the gangplank so he could ascend into the belly of adventure. But in a brash moment he decided that he must put aside his own needs and respect the ones around.  He climbed instead on the rigging, wanting the crow's nest to represent the heights he could achieve in such a spectacular location, the world is flat after all he yelled to the seagulls circling above.  The boat lurched as moorings were strained to the limit. Lighthouse Coxwell, the bosun, released the ropes and we began another descent into the maelström of the fast approaching storm. 
 
Far to the east I and the King of Siamese cats sailed, Hobson his name, we dined on quince and slices while the boat lurched ominously.  Had I forgotten
something?
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« Reply #52 on: October 02, 2009, 07:47:00 AM »

[are you trying to make this into nonsense Undecided]
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« Reply #53 on: October 02, 2009, 08:20:26 AM »

[I thought we would have learnt from the "one word story" failure...]
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« Reply #54 on: October 02, 2009, 08:40:54 AM »

some people live on a higher plane.  In BTM's case its a butterfly Cheesy
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« Reply #55 on: October 02, 2009, 09:38:38 AM »

[are you trying to make this into nonsense Undecided]

not at all I put 'slices' but you didnt say of what; I thought the omen might have been of having forgotten something. What's wrong with that?
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« Reply #56 on: October 02, 2009, 03:48:47 PM »

Far to the east I and the King of Siamese cats sailed, Hobson his name, we dined on quince and slices while the boat lurched ominously.  Had I forgotten
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« Reply #57 on: October 06, 2009, 07:43:02 AM »

I dont know what you're talking about. The boat is still sailing is it not?
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« Reply #58 on: October 06, 2009, 09:56:56 AM »

Only because I am struggling to keep it afloat - the twists and turns in the story line almost sank the boat...

Anyhow, lets get back to the story, I can't wait for how its going to turn out - probably with a rumba move...
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« Reply #59 on: October 06, 2009, 10:47:13 AM »


Paul closed his notebook computer, the day had only just begun but already problems were developing, bills were piling, and his fast approaching deadline, was a real concern, "what should I do?" he thought. "Ignore it?" he mused. But the thought passed as quickly as it had arrived. He decided decisive action can wait since it was likely that he would win lotto according to the gypsy next door. But did he in fact believe all that gobbledygook, or he was scared of not achieving the result he so desperately longed for? "Time to think positively", he said to himself, "how am I ever going to get myself out and onto the sailboat?" He was waiting on his skipper to lower the gangplank so he could ascend into the belly of adventure. But in a brash moment he decided that he must put aside his own needs and respect the ones around.  He climbed instead on the rigging, wanting the crow's nest to represent the heights he could achieve in such a spectacular location, the world is flat after all he yelled to the seagulls circling above.  The boat lurched as moorings were strained to the limit. Lighthouse Coxwell, the bosun, released the ropes and we began another descent into the maelström of the fast approaching storm. 
 
Far to the east I and the King of Siamese cats sailed, Hobson his name. we dined on quince and slices while the boat lurched ominously.  Had I forgotten
something? he thought to himself with the sense that someone was watching him with hawk like eyes and gaging his every move. Perhaps he was in the lap of the goddess......

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