Sean's Writing for November 2008

A relaxing dead

How sophmoric and unreal are your babbelings.

Fuck off

Wake up, gotta go....

Fuck off

Things to do, thinks to do.

Fuck off

Not gonna let you be

Fuck off I say!

Now you got it! You are not dead yet

But... I am relaxed....

Fuck you! Get up.
No relaxing dead allowed

pain

Posted by Sean on November 30th, 2008 at 2:48am — No Comments

Is there be any more

"For as long as I am" echoed softly as the HouseApe rested under the sapling. And a slightly comfort happened. (In a slightly distant manner).
Hugh did then traverse the HouseApe and perched face down upon the front of the Ape and proceeded to work small magiks.
The HouseApe, being tired and all allowed this to proceed.

Time to wake whispered Hugh.
Yes I know Replied the Tired Ape

The HouseApe then arose and realized there was nothing to do.
But the sapling…

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Posted by Sean on November 27th, 2008 at 2:13am — No Comments

Battling the Gods

The HouseApe had come to rest. A small tree welcomed the Ape and Hugh, and invited them to sit and enjoy the rustling of leaves and the smells that are associated with trees.
The Ape for some time had been battling the gods (lower case bastards that they be). And was grateful for the chance to rest. Hugh, Being a PopCat, made his circle , popped up upon the Apes head and spoke to the sapling."How long may we rest here?"
Small rustellings commenced (or a commencment occured, or perhaps a…

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Posted by Sean on November 25th, 2008 at 1:49am — No Comments