I am a little concerned for myself, becuase I love pralenes, and they are best eaten in the fall, and the fall has leaves, and I am leaves, therefore, I am a pecan.

I need to rethink my life. 

TOP! NUTS ARE ROSES!

Luna says "wtno" What, no? Way yes!

*backs away slowly*

I knew all of you were crazy!

No no, I'm kidding. I don't usually rant, but when I do it's just a short, boring explanation of what happened, combines with a few exclamation marks, caps, and a hint of regret. 

I like your rants. They're poetic and sould-stirring.  

Leafpool is a typoist. Not a Taoist, a typoist. She makes typos. She also makes little slippers for her cat. No, she doesn't. That was a lie. Leafpool lied. Bad Leafpool. And she also likes to go to Sugarloaf ski resort in the winter when they have cosy condos in which she can congo and play the guitar-she doesn't have because she doesn't care for guitars and speaking of not caring for things have you ever actually seen somebody turn up their nose, because she hasn't and she is wondering if it looks like the weird pig-like people on Twilight Zone and no she doesn't watch it because she hates that sort of thing and anyway she needs to stop talking or else she'll faint from lack of air. And I don't know why I'm even talking because nobody will even understand what I'm saying anyway. Thank you. *Bows* 

That was weird. 

*snorts*

My life rants are more like this:

OHMIGOSH, what am I going to do about H, moving to Japan, L, E, and I?! I like I, but only as a friend ... and L moved to VA ... and E likes both me and H, so I should talk to H. I like E, but not as much as L. 

I should tell E that. But then he'd get depressed, because he likes me better than H. What about I? Oh, right. 

And on and on in circles. 

The Feline is a cat. Not any ordinary cat, though. He is anthropomorphic. Anthropomorphic can be defined by any animal expressing human-like qualities. The Feline expresses human-like qualities, so he is anthropomorphic. The Feline is also Pierre, thus making the name 'The Feline of the Opera' an incorrect name. Speaking of names, Pierre is in love with someone named Celeste. Celeste looks nothing like him because she has white fur and a not-messed-up face. Pierre has black fur and a messed up face. The reason Pierre's face is messed up is because of dogs. He hates dogs, and he is afraid of them. Why is Pierre afraid of dogs? It's because one attacked him. This, and many other things, led to Pierre attacking Meowule, and becoming The Feline of the Opera. The Feline of the Opera is a cat-themed parody of The Phantom of the Opera, who is a human. Humans are the cause of The Feline's existence. The Feline, also known as Pierre, likes existing. That is why he wrote this really weird and lengthy paragraph. The End.

Wow. That was lengthy.

my life rants are more like:

xxxxx, you are so idiotic! Why did you do that? rrrghh! Hades, you could do better! Come on! Don't just stand there looking pathetic! Argh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Come on!

My self consciouns: Can we go watch Beetlejuice now?

Me: NO! 

And on and on and on...............