Disclaimer

Though a "Diary" my online diary is a work of FICTION.

It may at times strongly reflect actual events of my life, often how I honestly perceived them and display my genuine reactions. But not always and everything contained within should be treated as a fiction.

This is also a personal diary, so by reading it you are violating my privacy. And as it is a personal diary you are not allowed to hold anything you read in it against me, as you shouldn't have been reading it anyway.

Also, this diary is not to be read by anyone who has gone out with me, would like to go out with me in the future, or suspects I may like to go out with them.






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Monday, 17 May 1999

17 May 1999

A murder of crows, an unkindness of ravens, a descent of woodpeckers, a watch of nightingales, a siege of herons, a kettle of hawks, a horde of gnats, a business of ferrets, a gang of elk, a cowardice of curs, an army of caterpillars, an exultation of larks, a tiding of magpies and one of me.
There, since I haven't added any poetry to my writing section on here in yonks I'll just throw a little bit in here. :oÞ.
Well Today has been tres uneventful. Later.

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