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I feel sorry for that poor camel. 
I want to fetch some sort of lifting device and get rid of that idiotic thing that reminds me too much of Eric Cartman.
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I know... When I have to wake up early the day after I don't have the appetite to eat breakfast and though a cup of coffee could save me for a while the stomach is just not in shape for it and all I can taste is the bitterness... and the day is spoiled. I stay up late when I know that I can sleep sufficiently after. For me that is 6 hours.
But then, if I know that I'll have to wake up really early, like 5:30, I'll worry so for not getting enough sleep that I can't sleep
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You make staying up to 2am sound as a bad thing. I'm at my creative peak after 11:30pm and it takes time to do whatever I come up with. What a boring life I would have if I was asleep by then.
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Father Ted (youtube).
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I'd be terrified
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And thus Tosh spun around and is now located 40 degrees south of time and space. The christmonkeys cheered. Good night...
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I thought that it would be obvious who would deserve being collared and put into a box. I doubt that she will make a good nanny without some training, though.
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That happened to me when I ordered a bunch of WoT books. I asked the seller what had happened, but they had sent them only two days after the order. The day after that, I got a reminder note from where it waited for me, telling me to get my lazy butt over there and pay for my package which I had neglected for three weeks or they would send it back.
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Sounds like Swedish mail service.
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Chapter 4
Thom had grown tired of performing. Everybody knew what was coming all the time, except a man whose senility gave him a richer life than the others.
"My!" he used to say. "A gleeman, here of all places! Outstanding performance, but now I must bid you all farewell. Where's my hat and coat? I'm late for supper." Then he usually staggered off to hide in a closet for a while, returning some hours later asking for directions to the nearest hatter.
"He used to be a hatter?" Thom had asked the third time he witnessed the peculiar ceremony.
"No, a highwayman," Cenn had answered.
"Oh, yes," Alys had said. "A savage indeed. He robbed me twice and gave me mental scars that made me put on - some weight."
Truly tremendous scars, Thom thought as he watched the huge lady gulp down the presumable soup that they got for lunch.
Life was dull until Cenn opened a tolerably fresh newspaper one morning. Making an approving sound he turned to the gleeman. "You ought to see this, Thom."
"What now?" Thom muttered as he reached for the paper. His eyes widened under bushy brows "Oh! Nice indeed!"
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Moiraine noticed that Siuan looked unusually pale as her friend emerged from the nursery and sat down in the chair where her husband had sat just moments earlier.
"Is Huan finally asleep?" Moiraine asked, moving closer to the other woman.
"Probably. The question is for how long." Siuan looked around. "Where did Gareth go?"
"He went out for a smoke."
Siuan snorted. "He'd better quit that. At his age it's more important to take care of one's health."
"He thought that it was because of the baby."
"That's because I told him so. The truth is that if we want anotherbaby, or just try to, he'll have to stop soon." Siuan did not care that Moiraine was wriggling in her seat uncomfortably. "Now he can smoke outside, but when winter comes he'll have to reconsider and then I'll be waiting for him indoors."
Moiraine cleared her throat discretely. "Huan is a cute little boy, and he reminds me a lot of Gareth." Silently, to herself, she remarked: "How that combination is possible I do not know." Siuan's face lit up with pride. "But I'm worried about you. Though you, Siuan, are doing your best, Gareth is simply not a - modern man. He also told me about your... situation." Now Siuan's face darkened.
"I'll rip his ears off!" she growled.
"No, please Siuan!" Moiraine said as the other woman rose from her seat. "You really should listen to me instead." Moiraine embraced Saidar, leaving the still weak Siuan with little choice but to obey.
"Fine," the Tairen said sullenly.
"You need a nanny."
"I bloody well know that already! What are you going to do? Give me money? You know I won't accept that."
"I know," Moiraine leaned back with a reassuring look on her beautiful face. "But I can get you one for free."
A week later a huge wooden box appeared at the doorstep. The delivery man told Siuan to sign a paper in exchange for a bracelet. She told Gareth to fetch a crowbar and sat down on the steps with an evil look on her face, listening to the terrified sounds from inside.
"What on earth have you ordered now, Siuan?" Gareth complained as he started to remove the nails on the top of the box. "Is it a dog?"
"I would never let a dog travel that way, dear." Siuan sounded quite insulted.
Gareth opened the lid, carefully peeking inside and shut it forcefully. "Siuan! Are you aware of..."
"Don't worry. She won't do anything as long as I've got this." Siuan held up her wrist, admiring the bracelet.
"If you say so, then." Gareth opened the lid and stepped back.
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I try to remember what year people I know, including myself, are born. That way I'll look lost for a moment when I try to remember what year it is and do the counting. I'll eventually give a correct answer though.
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Me for three months:
Me four days ago:
Me now:
I wonder what happens now. I was so busy and frustrated I forgot who I am. No more university math for me, at least not full time.
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Siuan - I come from a simple family, though I can't follow in their tracks because of my talents. My language isn't very clean either.
Egwene - Much the same as Siuan. Emond's Field is also a lot like the place I grew up in.
Min - When I was about ten years old I started to hate my gender, and dressed like a boy, cutting my hair short. At thirteen I suddenly felt more comfortable and started to let my hair grow, why is another story, but I still feel clumsy around women and prefer the company of men in all matters. I grew up in an environment where women are considered caretakers, and since that didn't fit me I couldn't be female. Something like that.
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Nynaeve.
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I'll give it a try.
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The last local "witchdoctor" was my grandma who died ten years ago. I guess I'm doomed.
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I can't believe it! Yesterday I woke up with an aching left foot and had to take alternative buses all day to shorten the walking distance. I should just shut up about that curse.
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Provocative.
It's just my personality getting through.
The retirement home is a somewhat twisted version of one that I had to work at for a couple of days because of the education system of doom. I remember that table most of all. The TV was on all the days, but you couldn't see it from the table where most of the old people sat, and the nurses put those in wheelchairs with their BACKS to it!
And the part with relationships: I'm not trying to point out right or wrongs, just where I stand when I write this. It shouldn't be much of a problem since it's a parody and I don't intend to get too emotional.
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I remove Perrin and put in Min instead. Don't know what I was thinking.
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My opinion:
Siuan and Moiraine are over with and Thom and Moiraine only have a hinted relationship through a letter.
Gareth chased Siuan all the way to Salidar because he liked her eyes. Siuan doesn't lie to Gareth, though she can, and when she got upset over Egwene she went to sleep in his tent. That included riding a horse in the middle of the night. I could make a huge list on this subject. -
Chapter 3
Moiraine put down her teacup on a table crammed with books and pacifiers. She couldn't concentrate on the paper she was reading for the nearly panicked cries from the other room.
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Chapter 2
Thom studied the leather case carefully to assure himself of that no water had reached his beloved harp.
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Chapter 1
It was a beautiful morning in Baerlon. The rising sun cast along shadows on the frosty ground, and one of them was the one of a wheelchair.
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It's so dark outside. Why can't the sun shine a little more in the winter? The snow would sparkle so much more.
But then, there wouldn't be much snow and the sparkling wouldn't be so rare.
*sighs and looks out through the window at a grey sky and twilight at 14:40.*