SALUTATIONS!
How are you, my dear reader? (Yeah READER, in singular: i am quite sure the things i write are only read by one. person... maybe, on an odd day, two)
I had a nice surprise waiting for me this afternoon, upon my arrival at home. After feeling all emo and shit all day long, i decided to take a quick detour to the comic book shop to pick up this month's Earth 2 and Volume 9 of Gaiman's The Sandman trade (also a cool Graphic Novel about Arthurian Zombies), i took my bus home. I walked in and my roomie was doing the dishes. That was good.
But that was not my surprise. I looked and at my room's door was a manila envelope. I had no clue what it was... until i inspected it closely and read the handwriting on it.
A smile crossed my face, and dampened my idiotic emo feelings and shit. These meh-ness had been pushed to the back burner after leaving the comic book shop (who said retail therapy is worthless?) but now, as i opened my envelope they were almost completely banished.
I held in my hands... ANTHRAX! -And i died!
No. I'm fucking with you. I held in my hands:
That's right! My very own autographed Porphyria as Porter on the cover Suicide Girls Comic!
And not only that. Check out the awesome dedication she gave me! It even included a Green Glow in The Dark Tentacled Kitten! -Yes, i am known to hate cats, but this one atop Porphy's head is ok.
Check it out, if you don't believe me:
Awesome Cartoon Crimefighting Boobies aside... there's not much to say really.
I mean, i have a LOT to say... but i don't particularly have anyone to say it to, and i don't feel like posting such things here, or anywhere else... <-That's kinda one of the reasons i was all emo and sit earlier today.
I took a good friend out for lunch today. It was her birthday, and that small outing made her happy. I had key-lime pie, and it was glorious. It's my favorite.
I also did some upkeep on my shitty mohawk. It's too long now, thus it suffers from some erectile difficulties. Here:
And well... i'm gonna leave you with this awesome short by Robb Pratt, before wanking myself to sleep.
G'night.
How are you, my dear reader? (Yeah READER, in singular: i am quite sure the things i write are only read by one. person... maybe, on an odd day, two)
I had a nice surprise waiting for me this afternoon, upon my arrival at home. After feeling all emo and shit all day long, i decided to take a quick detour to the comic book shop to pick up this month's Earth 2 and Volume 9 of Gaiman's The Sandman trade (also a cool Graphic Novel about Arthurian Zombies), i took my bus home. I walked in and my roomie was doing the dishes. That was good.
But that was not my surprise. I looked and at my room's door was a manila envelope. I had no clue what it was... until i inspected it closely and read the handwriting on it.
A smile crossed my face, and dampened my idiotic emo feelings and shit. These meh-ness had been pushed to the back burner after leaving the comic book shop (who said retail therapy is worthless?) but now, as i opened my envelope they were almost completely banished.
I held in my hands... ANTHRAX! -And i died!
No. I'm fucking with you. I held in my hands:
That's right! My very own autographed Porphyria as Porter on the cover Suicide Girls Comic!
And not only that. Check out the awesome dedication she gave me! It even included a Green Glow in The Dark Tentacled Kitten! -Yes, i am known to hate cats, but this one atop Porphy's head is ok.
Check it out, if you don't believe me:
Awesome Cartoon Crimefighting Boobies aside... there's not much to say really.
I mean, i have a LOT to say... but i don't particularly have anyone to say it to, and i don't feel like posting such things here, or anywhere else... <-That's kinda one of the reasons i was all emo and sit earlier today.
I took a good friend out for lunch today. It was her birthday, and that small outing made her happy. I had key-lime pie, and it was glorious. It's my favorite.
I also did some upkeep on my shitty mohawk. It's too long now, thus it suffers from some erectile difficulties. Here:
And well... i'm gonna leave you with this awesome short by Robb Pratt, before wanking myself to sleep.
G'night.
holga:
I am your only reader!