On Tue, 30 Apr 1996, Damon Jason Casale wrote:

Orig> > A VOW OF WAITING
Orig>
Orig> [rest of poem shredded]
Orig>
Orig> That makes me feel *so* much better, that my poetry is worthy of
Orig> parodying, and in such a grotesque fashion...

*smiles* Now now, Damon... don't worry, I'll try to mirror your poem with
something which is not grotesque. ^_^;;  But rather, slightly dark and
pained....

Wing. [ WHY DOES MY HEAD HURT IN THE MORNING!!?? *argh*  At least it stops
	hurting when I've gotten through the morning at work... -_- ]

Nagisa: It's called sleep, Wing. Get some.  It will REALLY help. *points
	to the small mountain of post-em notes on Wing's computer*

Wing: But I don't have time... I've got things I need to download... email
	to check... mux rooms to build... anime to watch...

Nagisa: *groans* fine fine... try not to complain too loudly in the
	morning if you don't feel well... *smiles evilly* you're not as
	young as you were before... hehe

Wing: NANI!!??  You're only four, count em, four years younger than me!!
	And your calling me old? *sigh* I think I do need sleep... -_-

Nagisa: *smiling* yes yes... sleep.  And don't worry, no one will know
about your age problem. *giggles*

Wing: *groan* I think I preferred the skillet.... ;_;

Nagisa: *adds bopping Wing with the plush skillet in addition to more
	giggling*

Wing: ...

 @}--,--'-------- "Steps" -------,--'---{@
  A moment passes by. A step taken without
  knowing why...      Things to be are...
                 ..Unkown.
 @}--,--'-------   Wing   -------,--'---{@
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