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Challenge #02420-F230: Should Have Ordered a Bear Claw

Don't we all love some self-important type throwing a Grade One 'Tanty' - strongly reminiscent of a spoiled 2-year-old on camera. -- Anon Guest

Like all spectacles, this was one best viewed from afar. It was loud, it was violent, it was utterly ridiculous, and the people at ground zero had seen all varieties of nonsense and were therefore relatively unflappable, or just too tired to be bothered with reacting, it was difficult to tell. In person... it was just strange.

To the confounded spectator on site, it was just an ordinary day in a coffee shop. The people in the queue were just people in a queue, as regular as every other person going about their business. That is, until the very moment that the person ordering went from zero to ballistic in a matter of seconds.

Most of the incident was caught for posterity by a vlogger who had, right up until the moment of chaos, been talking about American Coffee Culture and the artificiality of literally everything in it. The apparent bone of contention was a fancy-looking danish in the display case and a peculiarly complicated coffee order. The coffee was a quad long shot grande in a venti cup half calf double cupped no sleeve salted caramel mocha latte with two pumps of vanilla substitute two pumps of white chocolate mocha for mocha and substitute two pumps of hazelnut for toffee nut half whole milk and half breve with no whipped cream extra hot extra foam extra caramel drizzle extra salt add a scoop of vanilla bean powder with light ice well stirred. The danish was a Raspberry and Candied Mint Leaf windmill with frosted swirls with a clear placard saying: CHRISTMAS SEASON ONLY. It was June.

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Back to the Grindstone

It's been six weeks, and the person who said they'd get back to me about Adapting has not got back to me in the time they said they would. I may have wound up in their trash folder. Sigh. Welp. Time to trawl #MSWL again to see if anyone else wants to nibble at my fantasy-scifi weirdness.

Plus la change, plus la meme chose.

One down, five to go.

And by the way...

[Shown here: Daffy Duck as Robin Hood repeatedly swinging

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Challenge #02419-F229: iStalkU

Of the three main causes for murder "Lust" is the most ignoble and most distressing. What could not be given in Love was stolen, then in fear of reprisal or 'the damn bitch struggled" a Life was taken. -- Anon Guest

Let me tell you about the one I love. They are perfect. Perfect body. Perfect looks. Never a hair out of place. They always smile for me when I go to order my morning fix. I always tip generously. I want

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Mayhem's Merry Birth!

On this day, long about four in the afternoon, Mayhem was extracted via surgery. He is now adult. Officially. He is now entitled to do the adult things.


So of course he can't make up his firkin mind about what he's doing today, so the default is farting around on his compy. Kids these days.

Still, his default allows me to go do the thing you are looking forward to - writing my weird little daily tales and maybe even getting

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Challenge #02418-F228: Smile For Me

There three main causes of most murders. "Anger" is one. -- Anon Guest

You know what really pisses me off? The phrase, "You're cute when you're mad." Like all that ever matters about me is the appeal I have to everyone around me. I'm cute. I'm adorable. I'm so pretty, haha, I shouldn't have negative feelings.

Bull. Hockey. I'm a human being, just like them. I have feelings, both positive and negative. I have wants and needs. I make choices... but the

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Challenge #02417-F227: Single White Male, Age Eighteen to Thirty-five

Of the 7 deadly sins, three are responsible for most Murders. I present for your pen, "Greed". -- Anon Guest

There is nothing at all wrong with wanting nice things. Not necessarily the best, mind, but the best is always better than anything less so. I mean, who would rather have a minivan when they could have a porsche or a lamborghini, right? Before you start rolling your eyes at me, I am not one of those spoiled brats who threw a

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Whelp. There's some nasty...

Just when everything was coming up sunshine and lollipops, the interwebs goes down. So I'm using my phone data to do my awesome things. Which means you won't be seeing much of me online until that gets fixed.

Beloved has left the task of calling the Interwebs peeps to me, so that'll be happening sometime after the shopping expedition to The Place on the Corner. We need single-use plastic bags to cart away kitty poops.

It'd probably be better for the environment

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Challenge #02416-F226: Pheromone Formula Number Nine

H: "oh SHIT"

I rushed in as soon as I can, noticing a pink liquid spread across the floor as I slipped on it.

H: "you should lock yourself in you sleeping quarter for a few hours"

My body began to heat up, as the human helped me up they look different form they was a moment ago, Breathing heavily.

M: "why should I?"

I was on the floor again, pulling the human down with me.

H: "Its a universal aphrodisiac" --

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Looking forward to chaos

Tomorrow is Game Nite Friday. I am stoked. Mayhem is stoked, but also under orders to keep his virii to himself.

I do not want to catch the Ekka Flu. Those things are arseholes.

Today, with luck, I shall record some tales, since the 5-htp is working to help me maintain a sound night's sleep. On one hand - yay. On the other hand - now I have to find a new time window for recordings and maybe build an improv sound

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Challenge #02415-F225: Getting the Message

Depending what you listen to it can affect your mind and body drastically. example being that rush of adrenaline while listening to Ghost Ship of Cannibal Rats by Billy Talent and calm mind while Nocturne from String Quartet No. 2 plays in the background. -- Anon Guest

Shayde had either been picking up outdated slanguage or she was trying to say something without the correct words. She said, "Music is mood," out of nowhere. They had been enjoying a companionable silence on

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Hello, Ekka Flu...

Goodbye art...

Mayhem's contemporaries in math class shared their Ekka Bug(tm) with Mayhem and I had to drag his arse home in the middle of the day. He wanted to repeat this performance, thus ensuring the spread of the plague to further corners of the globe and disrupting my day.

However, I have an ace up my sleeve - I didn't wake him up. Sick boi needs sleeps, so I let him sleep. I will likely see him in the afternoon,

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Challenge #02414-F224: Livin' in the Fridge

I remember when my roommate raided the fridge, it was horrifying. -- Anon Guest

Let me get one thing straight - when you're riding the poverty line as a student, you will accept anything. Books cost a shit-ton of money. So does rent. So does the internet you need in order to do research. Food is always the biggest thing that gets cost-cut when you're a student. Dumpster diving is big amongst the student crowd. Or it was before the corporations throwing

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Okay. NOW I can do stuff...

It's been a sideways kind'a morning, starting with a fresh dose of Cyclone Migrane [thanks NSW, for having all those blizzards] and a solid side of disorganisation because my last 48 hours were like this:

  • Run out of my own battery power at like 7PM
  • Take a 5-htp to make sure I get a good night's sleep
  • Can't sleep (WTF mate?)
  • Beloved stays up because they have to be at work at 1AM (server nonse)
  • Kittens having a dinglefest until the wee
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Challenge #02413-F223: Forbidden Prize

My soul longs for it, craves for it. I want- no need it! -- Anon Guest

It's always out of reach. Beyond my grasp. Close enough to see. Too far away to touch. Tempting. Always tempting. I want it, I need it, I love it from afar, but I cannot even hope to touch it. It is beyond my means. I know this, yet I try anyway.

There are a thousand plans. Deception and trickery. Argument and debate. Ingenuity and engineering with

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