figmentation

It's called "pride in workmanship." I try to teach that to all the new boys....

O.K. boasting would be appropriate too. Just trying to look all cool whenever I can because I'm usually a dork.

Not bad for last minute plans huh.

So what would you say was one of your most memorable trips somewhere?

Psst - hey stranger - sorry I missed you today (a whole day, I know). I just had to get some work done. Before work. Again, tomorrow. Sigh. This week off for Christmas spoiled me.

Anyway, if you're up, if you get this, I'd love a wakeup call - 7am. And eggs. Fluffy eggs.

I've been staring at page-layout apps for too long. I hope I don't dream about pirates.

Hugs, kisses, etc. Buck up, kiddo!

Lunch before launch! Vunderbar! Start a food fight so he goes out on a note of friendly wackiness and with perhaps pasta in his shirt! It's what I'd do for someone I adore.

Yeah I'm leaving.. Hello by the way. Let's be friends for two days..

For a change, I'm....I'm...speechless!

Though I can say from experience, that IS a hell of a lot of fun.

A CNC company who my boss had come over here to cram four years worth of school into a month on his bill. Those dudes came in the third day to see me running programs that carved out scenes of dragons battling, coming out CLEAN, slick, first run. I noticed they were whispering to each other a lot that day so I just asked if they'd back me up if I sent an app to Italy. They liked me, and the fact that I took them out to a topless joint that night may have helped. People on here often say I lack people skills but I disagree. I only apply myself when it matters....

I'm worried that she is selling out to the fascist american model. I don't like to see her goddess body leave. I like her round and beautiful. It seems that eating disorders are like the fucking plague around here...

i understand where you are at

There's nothing wrong with being a perpetual unknown. I know something about that, myself...

And don't knock being a good conversationalist and/or good company. There are too few people in the world who manage to be either, let alone both.

As for dancing...

I can't dance and so I don't dance. Though I have been known to attempt it when thoroughly intoxicated...



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I saw so many chimney pots on the roofs in London and each one reminded me of you.

Happy Christmas

What do I *do*...?

"As little as possible," as Nicholson says in Chinatown.

I have had many jobs, most of them worthless.

I am also an actor and a writer, though rarely professionally (and many would consider THAT pretty worthless, too, although I don't...).

However, I am currently writing for a T.V. show, though it's not a show that's on the air yet. American versions of telenovellas. Very goofy stuff...

What do YOU do...?

I was going for red at the front so i bleached it and the next day when i used the red haire dye it turned electric pink. Despite the failure of having red hair i quite like the pink

If it's worth fixing. Sometimes it's better to toss it and start over. Especially if it keeps breaking.

More books than clothes? I am impressed.

you look so tiny in that picture

Since it's 12:39 a.m. here, I wanted to be among the first to wish you a...



MERRY CHRISTMAS!

That really sucks- believe me, I know what that kind of thing feels like. Hope it gets better, sooner rather than later

HAPPYhappyHAPPYhappyHAPPYhappyHAPPYhappyHAPPY
Hope you are doing well. Happy Holiday!

I will be happy when I am among friends again.