diamondmint replied to your post: Huh? I don’t know what you’re talking about. I just got here.
Uhm, I don’t know, but the flyer is real. I think I’m gonna go now. Oh, we serve limited alcoholic beverages now. Yeah. Talk to ya later Lyra.
Message received! I’ll try to make it! Sorry for the confusion! Wink Wink. Nudge Nudge.
askaflapper-deactivated20111004 asked: Hi Lyra! How can I get my hair to be like your's?
What a good question, shapeshifting blog-runner that does pictures and I follow! I very much like my hair and do take steps to make it look it’s best!
Reading that over again, I may have laid it on a little thick.
diamondmint asked: Huh? I don't know what you're talking about. I just got here.
Then who did I just take a flyer from and talk about my leg to?
WHO WAS FONE?!
Anonymous asked: G'day ma'am. *Tips hat* You wouldn't happen to know where I could find my waifu, would you?
Isn’t Twilight still on that trip of hers?
Anonymous asked: I'm out to give the world
Diabeetus
-wilford bradley
Somehow, I don’t think that’s the message being conveyed.
Also, this bit is getting stale.
diamondmint asked: Hey, are you home? It's dark out here. Heloooooo
Didn’t we already do this, or is your connection really slow?
diamondmint asked: *knock knock*
Brick jokes are funny. That’s the punchline, ponies, and I’m sticking to it!
Anonymous asked: I suppose your right!!!!
Diabeetus
I just occurred to me that you possibly, maybe, might not actually be taking this seriously.
Anonymous asked: My family gave me diabeetus
I admit that I was scared but now
Diabeetus
Has taken over me
I’m sorry to hear that?
I’ll be honest though, that sort of sounds lyrics to a metal song.
diamondmint asked: Hey Lyra!
I was out for a walk, and had just stopped by Berry's house, and I saw the lights on here, and thought I would stop by. I wanted to drop off a flyer for the new coffee shop, we are having our Grand Opening on Friday, and was hoping you might be able to make it.
Everything ok? How is your leg recovering?
I’m going to hear a knock on the door in two seconds aren’t I?
…
Thanks again for the flyer. And so everyone else will know too, my leg was completely healed when I left the hospital.

I had a friend back in Canterlot who’s cousin got Diabetes. Completely changed his life. He stopped going out and partying, stopped drinking, started excising and eating right. Last I heard he’s in better shape than he’d ever been in!
Don’t really have a moral to this. It’s just what I think about when someone brings it up at random.
Simply Big Mac': asklyra: Okay, I looked it up online, and it sounds like it’s nothing... -
Okay, I looked it up online, and it sounds like it’s nothing serious. In all likelihood, I probably just tempoarary dislocated my “Tempero Mandibular Joint” from biting down too much lately, which I tend to do while working on music (that is to say, constantly while working on music).
I just need to be aware of that and, well, stop it! So no alarm, but thanks for making me worry enough to look it up! Now I’m not confused!
Glad ta hear y’all ‘r alright Lyra! ‘Ya had me worried there!
Yeah… Someone said Tetanus and I was seriously freaking!
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Okay, I looked it up online, and it sounds like it’s nothing serious. In all likelihood, I probably just tempoarary dislocated my “Tempero Mandibular Joint” from biting down too much lately, which I tend to do while working on music (that is to say, constantly while working on music).
I just need to be aware of that and, well, stop it! So no alarm, but thanks for making me worry enough to look it up! Now I’m not confused!
typeandprint-deactivated2012012 asked: Crystal: Wow... Typewryter was right, you're really good at music... My mommy played the lyre too....
I’m sorry about your family. Unfortunately, your friend here isn’t welcome at my house. I’m afraid you both have to go.
And I’m not a good musician. You want a good musician? Go to Canterlot, they’re all over the place playing everything from a lyre to a glass harmonica. If I was good, I’d be the one with a steady job.