| | Wow, what a treat for all the fans and groupies that still read this!!! its not even been a full month since I last posted. lol. anwyay, Christmas has come and gone. I'm a year older with the passing of my birthday which officially makes me no longer a teenager. just like being between high school and college sorta puts you out in the cold with no group, being in the 20 year old age bracket makes you neither an irresponsible teenager, nor a full blooded responsible adult. I'm now accountable for my actions but get no privileges that should go with age. not that I'd take advantage of said privileges. lol, sounds like I'm really upset about this or something. I really don't care. the turning of the year really just reminds me how much farther I have to go and how much less time I have to do it in. Still, As long as I keep taking the next step, I'll get to where I'm supposed to be.
So since this is my first post and no one will read this for a while (probably) I think its time for a story. my story begins like many others. A three headed tree fell in the woods.....and it didn't make a sound. rather odd you might say for a tree with three heads to not make a sound when it falls over. the stick pig that was wandering around looking for uberts thought so too. so the little big sticklet piglet asked the tree why it hadn't yodeled in fear. the tree replied that it was hiding from the xas of the fearless oodswanm that was nearby. now xas are especially feared in the forest, for they have special powers. they splinter and shatter all wood that stands in their way. oodswanm who always keep xas by their trunks are even more feared for they heavily influence the xas. back in the third microcomenium, there was a great war between the xas and the forest wildlands. only after many battles and much loss of woodlife were the xas silenced, and then only because the oodswanm that were always with the xas were almost extinguished from the face of the earth. therefore, it is understandable dear listener (who has trudged through so much boring material) that this poor three headed tree would be silent in the face of such a fearsome foe. now the three headed tree is special, each head is a different type. the willow of course was all in tears by this point for it was afraid and so had started to hyperventilate. the honey locust, intoxicated by the sweet mead made from its sap, was a little bit tipsy and didn't understand. the Wise Oak however, in whose capable limbs the other two denzines left all internal government matters, was the one whose quick thinking had saved them from immediate detection. The oak commanded the other willow and locust not to lose their heads. this injunction did not have quite the desired effect. As the willow began to wail and belligerent locust began to yell, the oak muffled each with a branch and commanded silence, for teh xas and oodswanm were drawing near. Suddenly.....
I'll continue it later.....maybe
and so there we are. a bit darker and less random than my earlier missals I suppose. hope everyone who reads this has a very blessed weak..
Philclem
P.S. Have I ever mentioned that I hate (as in strongly strongly dislike and disdain) those chain letters that go around?
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