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This is Maggie's ancient, mostly dead (but still slightly alive!) blog. Peruse the archives at your own risk; they contain more than a little teenage nonsense.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Monday, June 16, 2008
Bob Dies
If ever there is a movie, which I don't intend to make, I am officially claiming the rights at this moment.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
this doesn't mean I'm done
Accepting reviews for Bob Dies to put on the back of Paul Dies. If you want to give one, e-mail it to me. Writing a review will probably get you a discount. So far I have reviews from M, Rachel D., Bob, and Ethan.
Truthquestioner! Snap! Obviously Fantastic Honest Person! I don't think you have copies. That should be fixed.
Truthquestioner! Snap! Obviously Fantastic Honest Person! I don't think you have copies. That should be fixed.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Friday, June 06, 2008
just one more dreem
It started out, Anna and i were at a Bethel admissions meeting, but we kept mocking them and they got really confused, and we laughed at them.
Then we realized we really needed to go home to pack for Higher Things, so Anna went home, but i got dropped off at M's house. I played with their dog for a while (out of character for me), until M + L came home. M was wearing a lot of make-up. (extremely out of character!) I finally got home to pack, but i didn't get very far. I got my hats, so i wasn't very worried.
I was thinking about it on the plane there.
Then we got to PA and were going to register, but instead of registration, it was DoRena's wedding again. (The original was beautiful, by the way.) There were a lot of MHers playing a game afterwards, but i was too scared to join in. I think it was Truth or Dare. All the boys were chasing Paul.
They might have been trying to get him into a mailbox.
Then i woke up.
And i went back to sleep.
My next dreem was about Scottish accents. That's all i remember.
Then we realized we really needed to go home to pack for Higher Things, so Anna went home, but i got dropped off at M's house. I played with their dog for a while (out of character for me), until M + L came home. M was wearing a lot of make-up. (extremely out of character!) I finally got home to pack, but i didn't get very far. I got my hats, so i wasn't very worried.
I was thinking about it on the plane there.
Then we got to PA and were going to register, but instead of registration, it was DoRena's wedding again. (The original was beautiful, by the way.) There were a lot of MHers playing a game afterwards, but i was too scared to join in. I think it was Truth or Dare. All the boys were chasing Paul.
They might have been trying to get him into a mailbox.
Then i woke up.
And i went back to sleep.
My next dreem was about Scottish accents. That's all i remember.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Happy Anna day!
Yes, i think that's what i'll call it. I think i'm giving her her present tomorrow, but in honor of the occasion, the promised Nathaniel's Graduation Speech. (Rhymes with peach!)
Nathaniel, as we look across the field of your past eighteen and a half years, i see very few prickly, dried-up patches. Your schooling has had plenty of rain and sunshine and dirt. The mowing lines are not obvious, and the mountains in the distance aren't very pointy.
Now you've done a lot of terrible, horrible things. A lot of them. Numbers don't go high enough to count. However, I've gotten kinda fond of you, so though it is very tempting, I will not tickle you as you lie right now on the couch beside me. Besides, you'd just tickle me worse later.
Many moons ago, when Mom was starting to shove knowledge into your little skull, she almost definitely started with the ABC's. Don't you think that's an... ugly babyly horrific way to end?
Nathaniel, as we look across the field of your past eighteen and a half years, i see very few prickly, dried-up patches. Your schooling has had plenty of rain and sunshine and dirt. The mowing lines are not obvious, and the mountains in the distance aren't very pointy.
Now you've done a lot of terrible, horrible things. A lot of them. Numbers don't go high enough to count. However, I've gotten kinda fond of you, so though it is very tempting, I will not tickle you as you lie right now on the couch beside me. Besides, you'd just tickle me worse later.
Many moons ago, when Mom was starting to shove knowledge into your little skull, she almost definitely started with the ABC's. Don't you think that's an... ugly babyly horrific way to end?
- A is for AlbAtross, which you Are sometimes.
- B is for Breaking things. I saw you.
- C is for developing hand-eye Coordination, A. K. A. playing video games.
- D is for Don't eat that banana.
- E is for Eat that banana.
- F is for iF only, iF only, the woodpecker cried, the bark oF the tree was as soFt as the skies.
- G is for Gradually realizinG that you were mockinG me. Thank you.
- H is for i just want you to be... Happy.
- I is for It's harder than It looks to be wItty wIth these thIngs.
- J is for Joy! Yay!
- K is for KicKing and Killing Kings with frostbite.
- L is for you being way bigger than LiLLiputians. And even taLLer than i, thank you.
- M is for Me, Maggie. It always is.
- N is for NappiNg, because you are right Now.
- O is for what if yOu were really big? Like a giant?
- P is for Purse-holding, which you have not yet done, but i will laugh at you the moment you do.
- Q is for answering Questions. Especially the ones like "Where's Mom?" They're very helpful.
- R is for making shakes for me, too. The shakes you make taste the best.R
- S is for Sylvia Russia, where all of uS are belong to your baSe!
- T is for Thank you for reading This far.
- U is for Undertakers, and thanks for not being one.
- V is for the Valiant way you... defend me... the castle... from... Vikings. With Vindictive weatherVanes.
- W is for Wine, again.
- X is for Xenophile-ness, because that's better than the usual.
- Y is for You, because i think this is technicallY what this is supposed to be about.
- Z is for Zorro. Why couldn't you be more like him? *sigh*
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