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Last Online	08/25/2008
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easilyamused.synthasite.com

About Myself:

It depends on what day it is to determine who 'Anna is.

For example on Wednesdays, which just happens to be today, she speaks in third person.

Therefore her profile will be written in accordance with the 'Wednesday 'Anna'

On Mondays, like all the other days, she speaks with an Irish accent.

Aye, 'tis true.

Tuesdays she is left handed, but sometimes forgets.

Tuesdays are also "Answer every question with a question day."

Wednesdays are what she calls "Bore a teenager day" this basically consists of her telling her teenage kids how her day has been going.

Wednesdays she also likes to act confused when receiving change at the store.
And as mentioned above, Wednesday 'Anna speaks in the third person.

Thursdays are: "Shh..Did you just hear that? You don't hear that? Listen...there it goes again day"

Thursdays are also theatrical day, but if you see 'Anna struggling to remember her lines, please do not piss her off by rolling your eyes impatiently, sighing deeply, or give her disdainful looks.

For how else would you know that it was Thursday?

Hmm?

Fridays she only looks past people while they're talking to her to make them think someone is behind them so they'll turn around when there is in fact no one behind them, because hilarity is to found in their startled look, not to mention their brief hostility and annoyance which follows their reaction reaffirms that Fridays are still a lot of fun, and that indeed God does merit the grattitude He recieves on Fridays from so many.

And she also refuses to make any right-hand turns while she's driving.
It just doesn't feel right to do such things on a Friday.

Saturdays are 'Anna's busiest days.
Oi!
She has to tie at least one really tight knot in her husband's shoelace, then she has to tell a few jokes but forget the punch-lines to them, as well as frequently announce that she smells smoke.

Plus if she is in a car she has to turn down the music, pause for a few moments, then feign embarassment while claiming that she forgot what she was going to say before turning it back up.

Sundays are "Improv Days" so 'Anna makes no plans, she just sort of goes with the flow, and voices her random thoughts, and believe there are lots.

So as you can see, 'Anna is a very motivated and goal-oriented sort of gal, and it's this tenacious characteristic which have helped her obtain her lifetime dream... Which has always been to master the art of appearing to look busy in order to spend more quality time while traveling a daydream away.

Oh, she is also a neurotic, over-emotional, melodramatic mess...

So try not to piss her off.

Aye

Stories

Published Short Stories

Date	Title	Category	Hits
Aug 23, 2008	Regress	Poetry	103
Aug 6, 2008	Traces of Cabernet	Poetry	113
Aug 4, 2008	Sifted Grain	Poetry	85
Aug 1, 2008	Negated Sanctuary	Poetry	86
Jul 28, 2008	Tenacious Love	Poetry	160
Jul 27, 2008	Furtive Auguries	Poetry	157
Jul 20, 2008	Our Mutual Wine	Poetry	160
Jul 16, 2008	Haunted Sorrow	Poetry	148
Jul 15, 2008	Back at Me	Poetry	143
Jul 11, 2008	Emerald Sands	Poetry	132
Jul 10, 2008	Clover Sea	Poetry	132
Jul 9, 2008	Children of Lir	Poetry	154
Jul 8, 2008	Nihility	Poetry	135
Jul 8, 2008	Shallow Vagueness	Poetry	130
Jul 7, 2008	The River	Poetry	130
Jul 2, 2008	The Cure for Insomnia	Poetry	238
Jul 1, 2008	Love's Appeal	Poetry	146
Jun 30, 2008	Neoteric Dissonance	Poetry	114
Jun 29, 2008	The Innocent	Poetry	232
Jun 29, 2008	Scattered Stars	Poetry	157

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Comments

Total number of comments: 357

Title article: Regress
Date: 2008-08-25 22:39:08

Amatayo has a theory fer the oblivious?
I see yer put a lot of thought this time in yer attempt to shift the focus of accountability
Oh my, and what is this, something new?...'Maybe it er's I's dids nots get ggoing's ta dem fancy smacy comalogies or schoorls.'Creativity? Nice one, albeit sarky I appreciate such a well thought out effort as to even engage with the imagination in order to scoff at the words you're either unwilling or unmotivated to bother learning.
Still I would have used the word smancy instead of smacy because the word smancy rhymes with the fancy and the word smacy does not. Ah! The rhymes! I do love the rhymes!
Now, having said all this, let's go back to yer theory of obliviousness...
Could this facet of lacking the opportunity to get going's ta dem fancy smacy comalogies or schoorls where the words here in me verse are held in the strictest of secrecy as to be taught only to those attending be why you really don't know what was going on in this poem?
Hmm, sorry, but no
That's not why

Guess again

Title article: Trained to Kill
Date: 2008-08-25 13:05:44

Bang! Bang! there goes another fatality,
Lookie there folks; the village of casualties,

It ain’t my luck down in the mud and the muck,
A hail of bullets flew by and one struck,

Blood trickles down my flesh and bone,
I get a medal and I’m on my way home,

Wow Max, you've done very well with the disdainful intensity setting the tone here.
This lines in paricular.
Yeah, these are really felt

Very cool Poem

Hey, have yer ever read a verse titled, 'Lalalalalalla'?
And if so, how many times?

Keep well,

'Anna

Title article: Regress
Date: 2008-08-23 17:17:34

Max
The acid tears keep dropping SAT words from me sorrowed eyes and laughing about it.

Aye, that's some sick shit I tell yer.

Why are you being so mean?

Did the dolphins put yer up to this?

Title article: zaturenska meadows
Date: 2008-08-23 09:51:08

*Gasps* How absolutely charming
I love it!Succumbing to a 'show me' mentality rather than 'hey check this out' delimitates our own imagination thus subjecting self to daydream away,someone elses way.Selling seashells to tourists on the shoreline's ok but it's work Sell cranberry sauce to sharks of the deep is how A single word when at glance Seems just a step before the dance But in my mind this cornerstone Is hardly spinning all alone It laughs with colors charmed to think Then rhymes to join love's missing link While music notes of amethyst Play petty beats I'd wished but missed As worlds begin to rock within And paint across what's wearing thin I'm planting groves of purple trees Where birds are mocking honey bees Then oceans swirl chromatic waves And Emerald sands from treasured graves Spring forth from chests of cluttered dust Creating bubbles glad to bust I hum so clouds of cobalt blue Can sing in tune with astral dew change my clock to 'running late' So yesterday's tomorrow's fate
Uh sorry, I stopped now, lol

Title article: the disquiet fall
Date: 2008-08-23 09:26:10

Whew!
Oh my, yer got me mind racin' now. So many thoughts I've now gots, and all contending fer conveyence to first writes.
Lemme start with yer fantastic word play yer've instilled here. It's fookin' brill, seldom do I come across too much of the word play anymore, and when I do stumble upon such a happenstance, it's either cliched to kitsch, or so overt, I juss become more annoyed than anything.Yer title's perfect, a rarity fer me to even mention this facet, but this un definitely merits such.
'up the pear tree with gossip sky whistling air' I love gossip sky, it juss sounds so damn Poetically cool.
'the mannequin scene i am behind my window'-creative genius

And with juss these few words here-'like a museum still'- I am amazed how much imagery, cool imagery, this offering was able to seemingly reify inside me head. Yeah, this is one fucking cool Poem, pardon me English, but it need be said.Oh and Baudelaire? Okay smartass yes, but yer the first ever to see. Cheeky
Keep well
'Anna

Title article: Tears from a Burnt Cigar
Date: 2008-08-11 22:05:49

Wishing for a
Life of vampires
And werewolves
She conspires
A world without
Ripped attires
No more monsters
And beauty inquires- Yeah, this part here be so very cool.
Dark and moody head, that always a fun trip through the mind of Poetic meanderings.

Excellent verse Max, I love it.

Keep well,

'Anna

Title article: The Flowers Have Died
Date: 2008-08-06 04:36:06

Oh good, at least there is still a message of hope in the world.
hehe

Geez Cody, that was...

Uh

Depressing

But I like dark and moody.

Cool verse Sorrowful One

Keep well,

'Anna

Title article: Furtive Auguries
Date: 2008-08-01 22:59:09

Max!
What SAT mean?
I not know.
And why it got be in such BIG letters fer?
I not like that.

Hey Squall 1, Listen, I not mean to be sound smarter than anyone, I not like that, that not me at all.
And believe if yer could hear me talk fer sure yer be not think I sound all too smarts at all.
Oh my, I not want others think I be try upstage them like that with words from yer mysterious SAT thing so maybe we could avoid any future problems regarding me words I choose fer make in Poems if yer could make up a list of pretentious words that are not to be used by writers.

Then I could check me Poems first next to yer list and make sure I not be use any 'off-limit' words.

Aye, that'd be so cool of yer if yer could do that not juss fer me, but fer all artists who depend upon only words to create their work.
I would do it, but I can't because I have no idea what words even hold such power over feeble minds.
Keep well, and thank yer all fer say such nice comment fer Poem I write.
'Anna

Title article: My Sweet Black Rose
Date: 2008-08-01 22:36:38

Whew!
Damn August...

Wow!

What an amazing verse, so beautiful and I loved the length and thought yer put into this one here.

I fear the air
Between us. -That such fab line, I love it.

You are unknown to me.
Within me,
The walls broke like cold glass in heat.
I can't hear from you yet,
Far away in
Needless loneliness.-Oh yes, I love needless loneliness, it sound so damn Poetically cool.

Aye, well done me girl, this was fantastic.

Keep well,

'Anna

Title article: THE POLISH DAME.
Date: 2008-08-01 21:30:38

Cafe
Hi Terry

Oh yes it be very nice to be have you back here and post Poetry fer me to read.

This part here-

-Foreignness in her speech,
Her tone, the way the words
Came out; but that did not
Detract from her beauty,-

Oh my, I definitely have to say that I not only rather fond of, but I like how I be get feel like I can somewhat relate to it as well.

I great see you again, welcome back.

Keep very well,

'Anna

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Max Booth III (Zombie Punk)	Created On: 08/11/2008 21:19:15 Where's your Poetry? You haven't submitted anything in awhile. Slacker ... lol I kid
Max Booth III (Zombie Punk)	Created On: 08/03/2008 23:22:06 that is one cool apple picture
Kasi (Kasi Elaborated)	Created On: 07/27/2008 21:45:12 Edited By Kasi (Kasi elaborated) On: 07/27/2008 21:45:52 This regarding the what the? picture. I think the books upon her dress could represent that she is trapped under the two books of the bible old and new testament, just a thought considering the crosses behind her, the crow representing that she has captured and killed sorrow, while cradling the puppet of death in her arms. Again just a thought, I'm not quite positve though. Aside that, I enjoy reading your work. You have a way with words.
Max Booth III (Zombie Punk)	Created On: 07/13/2008 20:32:52 Jou!
Max Booth III (Zombie Punk) in a trunk of somebody's car	Created On: 07/08/2008 22:02:41 Edited By Max Booth III (Zombie Punk) On: 07/08/2008 22:03:02 Well, that's the darnest thing I've ever seen. A dolphin turns into a human. My word!
Max Booth III (Zombie Punk)	Created On: 07/06/2008 21:57:30 have a theory on your What The? photo. but its a long shot. the books are pinning her to the table. assuming that the books are fiction books maybe it means she is trapped in her imagination? ahh, i dont know.
Mugen (Dirkin) frontside upways	Created On: 07/06/2008 04:47:04 Hey hey hey! How have you been? You are a brilliant poet my friend
Max Booth III (Zombie Punk) I DONT KNOW!!!	Created On: 06/30/2008 14:00:26 so is this how they got the shark for Jaws? i wonder how much they paid that cruel hearted bastard...
Max Booth III (Zombie Punk) the bottom of the sea	Created On: 06/29/2008 20:27:56 oh my goodness you're a dolphin!!!! Feedback from Anna DeVine (Sad Sara): Oi! My, my, what we have here? Shark bait...
August Blackwood (June Eclipsis)	Created On: 06/12/2008 16:41:51 Your writing is absolutely beautiful. I look up to you as a brilliant writer. I love love love love love your style.