I most realize how much I like the world when my friends have epiphanies... my friends rock.
Joe's most recent epiphany:
"I'm getting better. Really I am. I just need to keep reminding myself that I'm that dorky guy who likes museums and zoos and babies and science fiction and well-crafted pop songs and cartoons and comic books and fresh grapefruit and canned tuna and...
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Joe's most recent epiphany:
"I'm getting better. Really I am. I just need to keep reminding myself that I'm that dorky guy who likes museums and zoos and babies and science fiction and well-crafted pop songs and cartoons and comic books and fresh grapefruit and canned tuna and...
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katya:
thank you for commenting on my set, you put a smile on my face 
yay for fatigue. this weekend i do nothing. at all. maybe a movie and comic books... but that's it, i swear. no camping, no cooking, maybe some drawing because i'm behind on that stuff.
anywho. who else feels lazy? gonna be cold in ohio this weekend.
anywho. who else feels lazy? gonna be cold in ohio this weekend.
I'm a good man, so long as you only see what I want you to.
I'm strong, so long as you never see me when I think I'm alone.
I'm intelligent, so long as you don't appreciate the labours of my addiction to reading.
I'm kind, so long as you allow me my distance when I feel unkind.
I'm generous, provided you never ask for...
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I'm strong, so long as you never see me when I think I'm alone.
I'm intelligent, so long as you don't appreciate the labours of my addiction to reading.
I'm kind, so long as you allow me my distance when I feel unkind.
I'm generous, provided you never ask for...
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if you enjoy being negative and critical of every human you interact with in the real world, why would you be surprised when you run out of real life connections- when people walk across the street to avoid you.
every ingroup gets stale, eventually.
every ingroup gets stale, eventually.
every one struggles so hard to be just like everyone else, especially when they are being different. if you weren't being guided, where would you be?
www.tehmarcus.com
he lay the thunder down upon us, not to make us afraid, not to show us his strength, but to encircle us with a form of life moving so fast that it could only force us to slow the fuck down.
he lay the thunder down upon us, not to make us afraid, not to show us his strength, but to encircle us with a form of life moving so fast that it could only force us to slow the fuck down.
today's take:
1 mooby's funployee official work shirt
1 chasing amy end page 8x10
1 copy of spike, mike, slacker's and dykes
1 copy of desolation jones 6
1 copy of nextwave 10
1 copy of how to publish comic books
should be set for a week or so.
1 mooby's funployee official work shirt
1 chasing amy end page 8x10
1 copy of spike, mike, slacker's and dykes
1 copy of desolation jones 6
1 copy of nextwave 10
1 copy of how to publish comic books
should be set for a week or so.
i guess i've spent too much time consuming... it's time for creativity...
isn't it great when an entire new venture and creative outlet begins on a stained napkin from the surly girl saloon?
it's strange when some novel ideas on how to present IM chatlogs visually makes my nether regions tingle.
anywho, no matter the outcome, this should be hilarious.
isn't it great when an entire new venture and creative outlet begins on a stained napkin from the surly girl saloon?
it's strange when some novel ideas on how to present IM chatlogs visually makes my nether regions tingle.
anywho, no matter the outcome, this should be hilarious.
another lyrics post
SPOILERS! (Click to view)
the hook and ladder = good
intestinal virii = bad
intestinal virii = bad
enter the lyrics post, reminding myself that this life is self inflicted, that there is a reason for what i'm doing:
A winters day
In a deep and dark december;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
Ive built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,...
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A winters day
In a deep and dark december;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
Ive built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,...
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