The House of Lies (Irritating It's Readers With Infrequent Posts Since 1927)

A house. Of lies. My life isn't interesting enough to tell the truth.

Friday, March 11, 2005

"And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover
To entertain these fair well-spoken days,
I am determined to prove a villain
And hate the idle pleasures of these days."

A proper entry will be posted soon.e

5 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Neale looks around. Wait a minute... this isn't right. There were two posts here, right where this one is. And... and there were comments! They were real, I swear! And now they're gone... no, no, this can't be- it just can't- I'm not insane. Something... something has happened to the very fabric of time itself... and now only I remember the real way this blog was...

10:09 PM  
Blogger K said...

& I continue to wonder what the little letters after the last period of some posts are. I remain sure it's some sort of code, or just a random habit carefully constructed to drive me mad, but either way, worth puzzling over.

any clues, Llowyn?

1:36 AM  
Blogger barbara_mary said...

Oh jeeze. I just asked him, and all he said was, "*laughs*" I'm serious. That's it. He's one crazy boy.

2:31 PM  
Blogger VivaLaPinto said...

*sigh* we need a very happy party soon. I hope I can make it to Spring Break p-tay, but I dunno if I can...:( and in any case, I thought I heard something about you and Barba not attending, so i dunno.

12:48 PM  
Blogger barbara_mary said...

If the party is on the 19th we'll be in Vancouver. And if it's on the 20th we'll be in Vancouver. Heh...

3:58 PM  

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