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Are You Serious? Or Are You NUTS? – Neverwhere Door
https://neverwheredoor.wordpress.com/2012/02/20/are-you-serious-or-are-you-nuts
Nothing, like something, can happen anywhere. Or Are You NUTS? Three Count them: Three. I have been told by three different people that they will set me up with someone they know. And we’re just halfway done with February, people! Is being single when you’re 29 so bad? By the third time that I was asked to go on a blind date, I spent a good proper one hour in front of the mirror, convinced that I probably had “Desperate single! They’re still alive. But barely. Don't you even dare ask. A 30-something fema...
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Stirring Something New – Neverwhere Door
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Nothing, like something, can happen anywhere. Moving on to something new, something better! I am in the brink of starting something. Please don’t disappoint me now. In a rush,. A 30-something female awed/delighted/floored with anything horror. Known to kick-start her days with coffee. Indulges in chocolates, blogging, writing, and reading. Attracted to the offbeat and the quirky / the odd and the strange / the weird and the eerie. View all posts by Anna. February 21, 2012. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
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He Looked Human, Only… – Neverwhere Door
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Nothing, like something, can happen anywhere. He Looked Human, Only…. They come out even during the day. At exactly 3 o’ clock in the afternoon, she would get up from her chair and proceed to the cafeteria to get some coffee. It was like this everyday. Every single day. At three on the dot, no more, no less. And every time she would get the coffee, the man behind it would greet her amiably. Nothing too great a conversation. It would play along like this:. 8220;Good afternoon, ma’am,” He said. She looked ...
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Fiction – Neverwhere Door
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Nothing, like something, can happen anywhere. The stairs keep on winding. Where does it end? Waits at the bottom of the staircase? Image source: Xristoforos aka Shooting Dog. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out.
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Nothing, like something, can happen anywhere. While I’m scrambling around trying to make sense of ridiculously huge taxes to be paid, of working on something and figuring out how to stop my tummy from making these weird noises, here’s a reblogged post form LanternHollowPress. It talks about beating writer’s block and. Making your own five-minute chocolate cake after having beaten the writer’s block. Sounds like a winning idea to me! While We're Paused! And our story sits tragically abandoned. A 30-someth...
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Too Much, Too Late – Neverwhere Door
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Nothing, like something, can happen anywhere. Too Much, Too Late. Today started off with this: My alarm went off at exactly 4:20 am. Good morning, I'm Late for Work! I turned off the alarm and gave myself permission to sleep for 5 minutes more. 8211; My eyes flew open all to suddenly. By force of habit, I grabbed my mobile phone and checked the time. I was faster than a speeding bullet! Take that, Superman! 8211; I clocked in the office. I am late! Get late. I am not as invincible as I used to think.
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Never Ever After – Neverwhere Door
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Nothing, like something, can happen anywhere. Beware the murder house. Of cobwebs and secrets told. An empty chair, a rusty tub. Slowly, horror began to unfold. But they were disbelieving, too logical. A collection of both souls and bones. All things fragile that they hold. Creaking stairs and inhuman moans. Beware the Infantata. It can kill. Chained to this dark, dark place. Don’t you dare step inside. They’ll break you in horrifying ways. But you’ll be drawn in; you’ll cry out too late.
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FAQ – Neverwhere Door
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Nothing, like something, can happen anywhere. Who are you and where are you from? My name’s Anna and I’m a chocoholic. I’m from the land of warm weather, corrupt government and Mall Of Asia. Read: The Philippines. You mention “Adam” in some of your posts. Who is Adam? Adam at 10.5 months. Adam at 10 months. Adam at 2.5 months. Why do you blog? When did you start? And now here is a place where I can voice out my thoughts quite, quite conveniently. Why do you rarely post photos of yourself? Everything in t...
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Short-Cuts to Everyday Life, Volume I – Neverwhere Door
https://neverwheredoor.wordpress.com/2012/02/24/short-cuts-to-everyday-life-volume-i
Nothing, like something, can happen anywhere. Short-Cuts to Everyday Life, Volume I. Edited: I have moved to Snow, Glass, Apple! 🙂 Please click here to be taken there. Thank you! Snow, Glass, Apple – new blog. The Getting Up and Getting Ready for Work Edition:. Ice-cream, it’s just a whimsical hunger pang. And dammit, I need to save! Only to find myself buying a large-sized milk tea, which is more expensive than the ice-cream. Ha! Who’s crazy now? Let’s work on this! Soap – Do not. Buy any more Dove soa...