by Erin E Kelly-Moen
Sunday, October 24, 2010
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Can someone help check me out
and see if my clothes check out okay?
And if they don't, what would? I'm an adventurer
of dubious nature, unsure and unable to see if/how I fit,
in The West. Mostly, I'd like this to be fun, and I'll do the same.
Reading and rereading Wiki-help keeps helping me understand more
and more of the games parameters, now I need gad-about-thoughts. Ya know?
I'm assuming if I changed most attributes and skills into a narrow path, I'll profit more
from difficultied past, present and future. But, at what cost? Did I mention I write poetry
while I’m out there, while I'm traveling between e-jobs and reading statistics?
Ha, too bad there is not a medal for that/new category-wise. Anyway,
here, the sky’s the limit! We need a fort… soonily. I saw, in the
Wiki, I can join fort battles that are not my own, not even having
a fort, if room allows. I’m going to try it out, to check it out,
and probably to die, but resurrectionable, again. Gotta love
renewability! Check me out? Like a book? Okay, now!
You bet better comes and swings, past pleasures of
Everythings, when mind meets mind meets mind
And matter-of-fact nows time seasonally pre-
Interrupts the need to proclaim my name
Isn’t a bust. Even aimlessly shod,
As I usually am. Check me out,
Please, and tell me what is
Wrong with me? Check
Like a book.
Check me out..
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen