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Attention: I would like to formally like the people who liked my last blog.
Appreciative Cyan: "Oh dear, now I've turned into a fluff-headed-teenager. No, really, thank you all so much, I appreciate it."
Independent Cyan: "You shameless, sympathy/attention hog. Now you've revealed your soft, doughy under-belly to the whole forums. I'm surprised no one has thrust a harpoon in there."
Appreciative Cyan: "They're nice people. We can trust them!" ...

Insecure Cyan: "I'm feeling vaguely unappreciated...^.^"
Independent Cyan: "We've always walked alone, you weakling. What set you off this time, girly?"
Insecure Cyan: "Well. There's really no one I can talk to ever since my sis moved out."
Independent Cyan, nodding. "Yeah. I suppose an insect could consider that rough."
Insecure Cyan: "Yeah. That's not what's bothering me... really" *Dramatic instrumental music*
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Mmmm, I simply maust mention my new favorite recipe. It seemed kinda complicated at first, but in retrospect, it actually wasn't.
It's basically mixing raw ground beef with uncooked rice, a large finely chopped onion, mint, and parsley and then forming it into little balls and wrapping them in grape leaves. You pretty much abandon this mess in a pan with a bit of water on the stove for 25 minutes.
The addition of grape leaves was really what drew me to the recipe. We used to have a ...

I have returned to the forums after....2 days... and some odd hours.
Incorrigible Cheerleader Cyan: "Yay, me, yay!"
Less than spunky Cyan: "Cut the sewage. Have you considered the negative impact this will have on the pathetic sack of wine that is our life?
Cheerleader Cyan, awkwardly smiling: "Um, what?"
Less than spunky Cyan, squinting: "You've forgotten. I can't believe you've forgotten our evil plans, you mindless pin-head. We agreed ...

Today I had planned a wonderfully detailed story of my unsavory past. But it got too intense, I sent more beans spilling into the cosmos than originally intended, for, to my dismay, I'm not yet able to discuss these things objectively. so I had to copy the whole thing and tuck it away somewhere safe.
Never mind. No one cares for dirty laundry anyway.

Tragic Tales Of A Lefty

My sketching has been going terribly because I lost my clip-board. I, then, erroneously ...