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                <title>Features or something</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 23 Aug 2009 13:50:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Right, let's see how this works...<br /><br />The rules are as follows: the 14 first people to comment on this shall have four of their deviations featured here. When you comment, do the same in your journal with me in the first place. Simple, ain't it?<br /><br />Not being a subscriber, I can't apparently do thumbnails, so you'll have to actually click links. Holy shit.<br /><br />1. <a href="http://cherille.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/c/h/cherille.png?3" alt=":iconcherille:" title="cherille"/></a><br /><a href="http://cherille.deviantart.com/art/A-day-by-the-sea-130950739">[link]</a> <a href="http://cherille.deviantart.com/art/Tighearnach-119712159">[link]</a> <a href="http://cherille.deviantart.com/art/quot-A-little-bit-lost-eh-quot-113315960">[link]</a> <a href="http://cherille.deviantart.com/art/That-s-how-they-turn-red-109656703">[link]</a><br /><br />2.<br />3.<br />4.<br />5. <br />6.<br />7.<br />8.<br />9.<br />10.<br />11.<br />12.<br />13.<br />14.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Vorgoeth</author>
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                <title>Something less depressing</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 02 Aug 2009 13:25:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hello.<br /><br />I feel happy.<br /><br />That is all.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Vorgoeth</author>
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                <title>New journal entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 04 Jul 2009 14:08:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hi.<br /><br />I have things I need to write down in order to clear my head somewhat, get my thoughts in order. All that. The things I'm about to write down are intensely personal, so if you don't like reading that sort of stuff, stop now. Nothing of any real interest will follow. If you do read, I would appreciate a certain discretion. <br /><br />Let me open with this: I had a girlfriend. I no longer do. <br /><br />About 4, 5 months ago I decided to jump at an opportunity to get into a relatively prestigious arts school in England. My girlfriend and I didn't talk about it much, but I was given the impression that she would come along, if not necessarily at the exact same time as I when would leave. I was blind to how she started withdrawing within herself, we stopped talking as much, we were less intimate, etc. In the spring, I went on a class trip to Amsterdam. The day I returned, we got engaged. Her idea. It was the single happiest moment of my life.<br /><br />A little while later, she went on her class trip, a cruise to Sweden. This is where things begin happening that I was not aware of. She had an affair with a guy from her school. I sensed nothing amiss. She later began "visiting her friends" a lot more. I chalked it up to her wanting to meet back up with friends. After all, that's understandable. At some point, I begin missing her, which manifested itself in paranoia, born from a dream in which she was with someone else. I still know nothing, and tell her of the dream, and she assures me she'd never cheat on me. Midsummer comes along, she went to her friends' summer cottage or whatever, somewhere. I went to some other friends. It was all right, though I missed her.<br /><br />A week later. I find a picture on Facebook of her kissing another man. <br /><br />Perhaps needless to say, I was rather angry. She wasn't home, which was lucky or I would not have had time to compose myself, and calm down. I briefly talked to her on the phone, and she told me the gist of all of this. A few sleepless nights later, we meet.<br /><br />And I am okay with it.<br /><br />I am not angry.<br /><br />Not sad.<br /><br />Only frustrated at myself for not seeing this happening before it was too late. And too late it was. Of course I would never have wanted this to happen, but at this point there is nothing I can do but let go. Struggling would only lead to anger, and sorrow. I learn they've been together behind my back since her class trip, some two months before. But despite it all, I cannot hate him. I cannot hate her. I can only forgive them, as this man is a pillar of support she needs, one I can no longer be, however much I wished I could. <br /><br />This was a week ago. Today, I finally cried. Today, I finally let my feelings wash over me, let them pour out. We talked about how we still love each other, and probably will for the forseeable future. We talked of regret, of mistakes, of how we wish this hadn't happened. <br /><br />None of it changed a thing. I am... calm. The man in question, I've conversed with him, met him once, and I believe he can offer her a happiness I cannot.<br /><br />She and I are perhaps best friends now. I feel I can tell her things I cannot to anyone else, save possibly the internet through the miracle of anonymity.<br /><br />I hope I can find a similar happiness, but I cannot forsee it happening soon. <br /><br />It will take time.<br /><br />Thank you for reading.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Vorgoeth</author>
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                <title>Boredom III</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 11 Feb 2009 14:09:11 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, it's been what... 5 months since my last update? <br /><br />No actual deviations for you today, just the half-witted ramblings of a man just woken from the wondrous land of dreams. Deviations ARE on the way, I've more than a full sketchbook of stuff I've made in the last 4 months alone. I just need to finish some of them up, and get them scanned. The problem is putting the finishing touches there. Most of the time, I'm too creatively worn out at the end of the day to do much of that, and at school it's too distracting, what with all the learning techniques and such. Going to an arty school. Dunno if I've mentioned it. Regardless, I've gotten a taste for more craft-like areas of art, specifically silversmithing, around which some courses centred. Made some pretty sweet rings, of a quality decidedly disproportionate to my level of experience and exposure. I enjoy it so much, in fact, that I'm applying via the school to the UCA, a collection of artsy universities in England. Our school have a special agreement with them that means I can potiontially skip sending my portfolio of works directly to them, and just get recommended by our teachers, which would guarantee getting in. I don't actually know if I'm already at the level of quality required, but this isn't an opportunity I'm going to miss. I'll probably put up a picture of the rings I made. Sadly, one that I put particular effort and care in making went missing.<br /><br />That's it for now, I guess. I'll stay in touch. <br />(...he said before turning his back and disappearing forever)<br /><br /><br />EDIT: Oh, hey, what, update? Where? Lies!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Vorgoeth</author>
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                <title>Update</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 16 Aug 2008 04:38:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Once again, since it's been exactly one thousand years since last I walked the Earth, I come to you with gifts of art. <br /><br />Enjoy them, sheep.<br /><br />Also, 1,500 pageviews? Damn, people.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Vorgoeth</author>
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                <title>Boredom II</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2008 04:13:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ What is it with me and literary creativity fuelled by boredom?<br /><br />Yes, gentle reader, I return with another of my lovely little sarcastic dips into writing nonsensical, yet deceptively quaint (I'm sure) journal entries whose importance and overall usefulness may be likened to that of a broken pencil. Yet despite this harrowing fact I continue to churn out the occasional number. I'm sure (both of) you would like to see more of them. Imagine an incessantly annoying "ha ha" spouted in the voice of a preteen.<br /><br />Personal life: I failed at getting into the Finnish Academy of Fine Arts. No great shock, really, but there's something about getting even your most far-off, improbable hope squashed by the brutally ugly face of reality that affects you in a way that doesn't quite envelop you in a torrent of inspiration in preparation of your next futile attempt. These last few weeks have been spent lounging about, playing far too many games and promising myself to go jogging and search for a job tomorrow. <br /><br />That's all, folks. Go enjoy your lives.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Vorgoeth</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 13 Jan 2008 13:56:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ And suddenly, with neither rhyme nor reason, I decide to write in my journal. It is madness, I tell you, madness. Of course, Nietzche supposedly said there is reason in all madness. What does that say about humanity?<br />
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Well, I suppose I'd better speak a bit about my life, to satisfy your voyeuristic nature. Who knows, you might not like me if I do not. Dear god, how could I live knowing that? Regardless, I'm taking a course in art outside of school. Fun thing, had to do 8 pieces of art in a woefully inadequate period of time before the start of the course. I signed up late. Anyway, I do believe it'll be useful for getting into an art college. Those things are bloody impossible here; about 5% of the applicants actually get in. Though if the people on this course are any indication of the type of people who apply for those places, I'm pretty much in the green. Seriously, some of those people have no damned business there; just wasting a shitload of money on something they really can't get help out of. They're unimaginative, unskilled and lack talent. Of course, there's one whose skill is absolutely insane, whose talent surpasses others by so much she should be shot. <br />
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Incidentally, should anyone actually care, I've finished the second chapter of Tooth and Nail, that werewolf thing I wrote a long time ago. Yes, I write things. Check my gallery if you don't believe me. Anyway, it's currently written down on paper, so I'd have to re-write it to get it to you. Not a task I relish. <br />
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And now my coffee's gone cold. Thanks a lot.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Vorgoeth</author>
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                <title>Holy shit, an update!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 13 Aug 2007 10:16:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Thought you'd gotten rid of me, didn't you? HAH! I'm BACK! With no less than TWO drawings of incredibly poor quality to add to my collection!! <br />
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So, yeah, it's been a while. It's not that I quit drawing or anything, I just got bored with the concept of showing off on the internet. What made me come back was noticing a few drawings in the "Popular" section of the main page here on dA... They were of a whole another level of skill than mine are, and yet I found myself thinking "I could do that". This thought has since grown, and I decided that I'm just not going to get there without a bit of critique from the wonderful people of the deviant community. Thus, I'll be shoving my stuff on the forums too, and hope that, underneath the "omg lulz ur so good" there will lie the occasional diamond of criticism, that will despite its probable negligibility push me in the right direction. Personally, I've noticed more and more that how much I deviate from actual anatomy and the proportions thereof is lessening. This is a good thing.<br />
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Regardless, I'm hoping to get a few pictures done this month, the ideas for which have been brewing in the great cauldron of bubbling acidic liquid I call my brain for quite a while now. The reason for not having drawn them yet would be that I don't want to screw them up... which I am rather prone to do. And when I do, I don't want to remake them, in the fear that I screw it up even more. Result? Nothing gets done.<br />
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Oh, and school is starting. S'cool. I get more time to draw. Class is boring. ._.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Vorgoeth</author>
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                <title>666</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 19 Apr 2007 05:55:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ SIX!!<br />
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SIX, SIX!!<br />
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THE NUMBER OF THE BEAST!!!<br />
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HELL,<br />
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AND FIRE,<br />
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WAS SPAWNED TO BE REALEASED!!!!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Vorgoeth</author>
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                <title>Half a Thousand!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 18 Jan 2007 09:54:13 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So apparently I have over 500 pageviews. I don't know why, but this makes me happy! Is this what it feels like to be a mySpace-addict? Oh noes! <br />
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Well, I decided to write another of these journal-thingies. Not because I'm bored this time, but because I feel like it. I feel like writing. Isn't that odd? Maybe my procrastination-streak is ending! Damn, that'd be good... I have way too many ideas to keep in my head at once... there's my comic, currently called Mechanon, that I want to start... in case you haven't read the descriptions of my drawings, that Lucifer guy you may have encountered in my gallery is the main character. Anyway, there's at least 3 other stories set in that world that I'd like to create... at least one would be made as a comic, while at least one other would be in written format. That'd be the Tooth and Nail thing I've uploaded the first chapter of here... please read it and give some critique if you have the time! The third thing I'm not sure about... I think I might draw it for the sake of a challenge, since it'd be a bit different from the others. More on that later, I guess. Regardless, there are also 2 fanfic/fancomics I want to make... one Star Wars (though I'm by no means a huge SW fan, I just have a great idea) as well as a Bleach thing. Now, Bleach I am a fan of. I just love guys with huge swords! xD Besides those teeny widdle projecticides of mine, I'm also planning to at least once make a drawing on a full A2 sized paper (or bigger)... with full backgrounds, foregrounds, the WORKS using my extremely time-consuming cross-hatching style. Wish me luck! x) Besides all of THAT I fully intend to one day write a song with music and all of that. Aiming for the stars? Nay, to infinity! AND BEYOOOOOND!!!!<br />
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*whew* Enough about that, then. <br />
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Um... I think I had something else to talk about, but I have no idea what it was anymore... <br />
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Well, I guess that's it, then... yeah. I'll stop now. ....bye! <br />
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...I have no idea how to end these when I'm in a good mood...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Vorgoeth</author>
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                <title>Boredom</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 18 Nov 2006 14:15:44 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I haven't written one of these in a while... Oh, well. <br />
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Hello, dear fan (oh, I know you are one), I am bored. Of course, being the vastly intelligent being that you are, you figured that out already from reading the subject. Naturally, your nigh-omnisciency will also grant you the ability to see everything I've written even before you read it, and thus you won't actually read anything as you'll know everything that is written here. In fact, I'm sure everyone on Earth does this. After all, how else is it possible that no one ever visits my little corner of existance on dA? Oh, someone eccasionally takes a peek, just to see if it's any different to see than to know about, but I'm sure you're one of those that don't. Or... something. See? This is how boredom affects me. I start rambling on about the most inane things, that ultimately not only have no point whatsoever but are also mind-boggingly stupid and unentertaining. Why are you even reading this? You have no reason to. Are you retarded? An idiot? Go away! I don't want you reading this! I'm writing because I'm bored, not to share my most intimate thoughts with people on the other side of the world, who hide behind a name not of their own making and read the most intimate thoughts of people they have no actual relation to, and never will! Oh, why do I bother. You're just going to keep reading whatever I say, so I guess I'll give you some juicy personal details about my life, hmm? Would you like that, huh? You sick little perv, you really enjoy knowing personal details about a complete stranger's life, don't you? What's the point? There is none! No point! If there was one, I'd grap it and poke out your eyes, I assure you. The only reason you retain your eyesight is because existence is pointless. Yeah, I'm a nihilist. So what about it? I bet if I thought there was a point to anything, I'd actually bother to make it look like I cared. But I don't care. I wonder if I am even capable of doing that. I'm not very keen on finding out. <br />
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Oh, well... enough angstyness for now. I'm still bored, but my fingers are somewhat in pain from trying to play the guitar again, so I'll stop typing and sing you a song instead! How's that? Okay, here goes...<br />
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...<br />
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<br />
...this isn't the best medium for songs.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Vorgoeth</author>
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                <title>Waah!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 02 Sep 2006 09:33:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ No more 1-week free subscribtion... Oh, the sadness! ]]></description>
                <author>~Vorgoeth</author>
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                <title>1 Week Subscription? Me!?</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 24 Aug 2006 12:28:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Swashahuh?<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/happycry.gif" alt="Crying With Joy" title="Crying With Joy" /> Happy-happy-joy-joy<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: I Feel Fantastic - Jonathan Coulton<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: n/a<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: V for Vendetta<br /><br />So, I came to DA today, and BAM! A huge "Congratulations"-thingy displays, saying I've gotten a one-week subscription... for FREE! While it said they've chosen ME for this, I've a feeling I'm not alone. Anyone else out there who got this thrown at ya? <br />
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So, anyways, I'm happy. <br />
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Yay. <br />
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Sadly, I don't feel very inspired to use these subscriber-powers that I've been granted. <br />
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Oh, well.<br />
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I'm still happy.<br />
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I dunno why. <br />
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I don't like it!<br />
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Meh!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>200 Pageviews?</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 21 Aug 2006 12:51:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 200 Pageviews! Wow... I know some people have millions of millions of pageviews, but this is, like, some kind of milestone for me, or something.... I mean, I've done almost nothing!<br />
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Oh, well... ya know how I bitched and whined in the last journal entry? Yeah, sorry about that... Summer vacation was ending, and I was slightly depressed. I greatly exaggerated my problems... My scanner works again (even though I did nothing... the wonders of technology, huh?) my iPod started working again, too, after I drained the battery and connected it to the computer... And, if you're actually reading this, you probably don't hate me! Yay <3 <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /><br />
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Anyways, can someone PLEASE tell me how to draw female-looking jaws!? I just can't do it... almost all pictures of women I try to draw have very masculine jaws. HELP ME! See, I've started drawing Crystal quite a lot now, and I'm trying to nail her appearence down properly. The latest picture, which I won't upload since I don't like it, has the outfit, or armour, whatever, done quite well... some small improvements from the last image of Crystal. However... the face is... off. And for some reason I can't get her breasts to look proper either. Argh!'<br />
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Oooh! I got a new phone! <3<br />
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Thanks for reading! I'm sure you're the only one who ever will! ]]></description>
                <author>~Vorgoeth</author>
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                <title>Me be backsies!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 Aug 2006 16:45:32 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, I'm back.<br />
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And there was much rejoycing.<br />
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*sulks in a corner*<br />
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Incidentally, my scanner hates me. So no new updates. Also, my iPod killed my music. So no new inspiration. Furthermore, the sun hates me; it burned me as I innocently fell asleep on a cliff while not wearing my shirt. What else hates me? You probably hate me. <br />
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Oh, well, enough angstyness for now! I've drawn several new pictures over the weeks, including a sorta-second version of Crystal, but as I said my scanner doesn't wanna work, so' you won't get to see it! <br />
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I've been practising my guitar-playing quite a lot... my fingers hurt...<br />
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Uh... what more?<br />
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Nothing, I suppose... *sigh* ]]></description>
                <author>~Vorgoeth</author>
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                <title>Oh, the horror!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 13 Jul 2006 22:41:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Blargh! <br />
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Going to a funeral today... some distant relative died. Why do they call it "funeral" when there's seldom any fun involved? <br />
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In other news, oh wonderful reader-and-loyal-fan-of-mine-I'm-sure, I'm going to disappear off the face of the civilized world for a few weeks, starting today. The family, I along with them, are going to our little island in the archipelago 'round here. It's so fun to be at a place where the most advanced technological piece of equipment is the solar panel that gives us the electricity for a fridge and a few lamps. Unless you count my iPod and it's charger...<br />
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Oh, bloody hell.... I'm rambling. <br />
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Regardless, I've been thinking about writing more about Sir Dorcan... perhaps about he meeting with Vorn the Mildly Retarded and his army of Unarmed Orcs. I might get it done over the weeks in boring-land, but don't count on it. <br />
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Anyways, I'm still working on <a href="http://serenadeofsilence.deviantart.com/">SerenadeofSilence</a>'s <a href="http://forum.deviantart.com/galleries/contests/638315/">Lyrics Contest</a>. Need to have that written down where I can easily see it... ]]></description>
                <author>~Vorgoeth</author>
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                <title>Contests</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 30 May 2006 10:06:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've entered a contest around here, recently...  <a href="http://serenadeofsilence.deviantart.com/">SerenadeofSilence</a>'s <a href="http://forum.deviantart.com/galleries/contests/638315/">Lyrics Contest</a>.<br />
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Thought I'd write it down so I don't forget it <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> ]]></description>
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