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    9 hours ago, Mister IceTeaPeach said:

    at night



    How pleasant were the christmas presents for you?

    As good as they ever are. It's not like I'm a kid who gets a bunch of toys every year. I got an extension cord, which was something I needed anyway. Practical!

    Would you rather be as wide as you are tall or as tall as you are wide?

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    10 minutes ago, Rex Glacies said:

    I insult because I love.

    I just don't like how involved poetry has to be. It's difficult to understand what's really going on behind all the flowery, hyperbolic language. Plus, there are apparently no rules, but there are rules, and it has to be this and this and this, and it doesn't have to rhyme, etc. etc.

    I dunno. I like it when things are straightforward, simple, and logical, so I guess poetry just isn't compatible with it's symbolic, complicated, emotional setting. (Which actually doesn't make sense because I love complicated symbolic plots in stories) Also, it doesn't help when the one time you actually feel like you're understanding poetry you discover that the fun, happy poem about grape sorbet on a summer day is actually lamenting the narrator's deceased grandfather.

    ...

    Well, it's midnight over here. Time to go to bed and stay awake all night either trying to find Pokemon with good natures and IVs to join my party or cringe over the horrid story of twins in a game that excluded various characters because "there's two many swords" yet gave all the original characters swords anyway, followed by regretting my choices of eating what feels like an entire box of Dots and realizing that due to how behind I am in school I still need to work over the holiday and slowly feel myself getting sicker and sicker until the point of no return when I reach my true form of pure nihilism again and rue the day I was born, before the semester ends and I lose all my will, hope, and happiness again.

    ...

    Erm...

    I mean...

    Merry Christmas everyone! I hope it was a good day and God bless!

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    C'mon, don't you at least like this one?

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    Get out of my head before I do what I know is best for you.
    Get out of my head before I listen to everything she said to me.
    Get out of my head before I show you how much I love you.
    Get out of my head before I finish writing this poem.

    But a poem is never actually finished.
    It just stops moving.

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    2 minutes ago, Rex Glacies said:

    I go away to watch a movie with my family and there's like 3 more pages.

    Don't you people have lives?

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    Because people on gaming forums usually have wonderful social contacts in real life, right? Sometimes I wonder if you're the robot. 

    Final thoughts on the season:

    Spoiler

    The snow lies deep upon the ground,
    And winter’s brightness all around
    Decks bravely out the forest sere,
    With jewels of the brave old year.
    The coasting crowd upon the hill
    With some new spirit seems to thrill;
    And all the temple bells achime.
    Ring out the glee of Christmas time.

    In happy homes the brown oak-bough
    Vies with the red-gemmed holly now;
    And here and there, like pearls, there show
    The berries of the mistletoe.
    A sprig upon the chandelier
    Says to the maidens, “Come not here!”
    Even the pauper of the earth
    Some kindly gift has cheered to mirth!

    Within his chamber, dim and cold,
    There sits a grasping miser old.
    He has no thought save one of gain,—
    To grind and gather and grasp and drain.
    A peal of bells, a merry shout
    Assail his ear: he gazes out
    Upon a world to him all gray,
    And snarls, “Why, this is Christmas Day!”

    No, man of ice,—for shame, for shame!
    For “Christmas Day” is no mere name.
    No, not for you this ringing cheer,
    This festal season of the year.
    And not for you the chime of bells
    From holy temple rolls and swells.
    In day and deed he has no part—
    Who holds not Christmas in his heart!

    Merry Christmas everybody. Now time to do something about these pesky memories... MAX! Fetch me my sedative!

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