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"dear diary,

well, it has happened now. black sheep came, said 'i'll be your shepherd', and then led the guys astray. they are now 'fuck the sheep' and play with, using serval's words, devils singing and many guitars playing at the same time. black sheep, who now calls himself peehs kcalb, is in for a healthy share of blood pressure, because like i've said before, the guys can't play the guitar. oh, he'll get them there, no doubt. they'll follow him anywhere. now their falsettos will be just right, too, and singing the lyrics of their new leader, they will belong to the strong ones, the winning ones. those who won't take any crap or ever admit having ever done so.

running sheep didn't join them, though. he stayed with me. he said that he didn't fancy being seen with guys that bend their knees when playing. so we are now 'the new sheep people'. i'm still 'pretty sheep', but he asked to change his name, because he wanted to appear rebellious, which he said a running sheep isn't really. so he's now officially 'cow sheep'. he's on keyboards. i'm on vocals. the computer is on all the rest, like stuff that has to be played fast or precisely. the computer has no name, though. the three of us will play together again tomorrow.

mia"