babygiantsquid

hello dear you. i really love that he gets paid to do that synchronised/dance-juggling. that was fucking hysterical, it's the drum break-downs that really get me, and all that complicated stuff at the end. i'm sure he has his routine, but at the same time he must really feel it.

so, i haven't been around much lately. romance = failed. crapola. back on the goddamn horse, but lately i really could use a ride.

'ripped apart like velcro'. that would be a good way to go. i think if i ever ended up with the terminal C, i'll ask my friends to lower me down into demon squid waters to be offered to them

that new article on there about the sand squid cracked me up..

the quote is from an old skool sci-fi book called 'The Stars My Destination', by Alfred Bester

actually i'm not sure when the Old Skool or 'back in the day' era of sci-fi actually was..maybe the 50s or something