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purple-monkey-dishwasher welcome to p-m-d (looks like pms or something, doesn't it!?)... i couldn't actually think of anything better to call the site, unless it had something to do with papercuts on eyeballs so i thought i'd save you the gruesome image and give you one of a purple monkey and his/her dishwasher instead. unfortunately, due to a recent miscombobulation on my behalf, i deleted the main page and replaced it with something to do with bree (seems fitting, after all- this is my Elendor page) so now i'm trying to remember what i actually wrote as my introduction, and i can tell you that it wasn't this! but the show must go on!
------------------------------ Updates 'n Stuff I remodeled. This is the first time that p-m-d has recieved a remodel, so there you go... Um, So.. there's the frog thing.. A lot of links probably won't work, but whatever. Am working on 2 other site designs.. if I feel inspired I'll finish them and let you chose which one you want. The power of choice. Yay. Well I moved Elli to Ndaedeldhrim (ha! I can spell it without looking!) and changed her name to Linnelei, and just recieved my app for Mithlond. Hopefully it'll get approved and I'll be in- whee! And I added some more logs, most of which I stole from Hugh's site O:) Though he said he didn't mind I still feel bad, hehe. But yeah, they're all up there, and if you hover, little descriptions come up, which is nice. I still have to finish doing all that stuff from my bedroom, like the animals page and the randomity pages and stuff. I'll get around to it eventually. ------------------------------------- Some websites: wesaw-a personal site filled with the wanderings of my restless mind and other depressing tidbits that you probably won't care about. seance- my band's site. it's very.. grey, at the moment, and inspired by the layout of this site, no less. bree-i like brie. i mean.. bree. ----------------------------------- Into the 5th Hour The clockface,
like the faces of Into the
5th hour my mind will wander, Shining is
her hollowed beauty, No beauty
doth this angel find, Into the
5th hour, the clock is chiming! Stretching
now and further onwards And chiming
still that clock does wonder Tearing fingers
now awoken! Softly as
the snow is falling; There I see
her hollowed beauty; fallen to the dark and through me, Into the
5th hour, the sun is rising! And of the
angels? ------------------------------ Fadeyka-
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