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heh, that was fun. I'm not really all that pissed, i just like to curse. or make loud noises. and break stuff. definitely breaking stuff is good.
not much power with the words today, so instead i'll leave you with a barrage of pics, which baring the occasional caption, is worth more or less than several thousand words. i like to think far less, but then what the hell do i know.
alaska is weird, for more than one reason.
this water was *really* cold
me, tense, wicked pale, and highly skeptical.
I like the look on my face, even if it makes me look like a tool
pretty much how i look Right Now.
heh, that was fun. I'm not really all that pissed, i just like to curse. or make loud noises. and break stuff. definitely breaking stuff is good.
not much power with the words today, so instead i'll leave you with a barrage of pics, which baring the occasional caption, is worth more or less than several thousand words. i like to think far less, but then what the hell do i know.
alaska is weird, for more than one reason.
this water was *really* cold
me, tense, wicked pale, and highly skeptical.
I like the look on my face, even if it makes me look like a tool
pretty much how i look Right Now.
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I wish I still had the poem I wrote about bunnies and pansies. Or maybe it was petunias. No, pansies.
I'll contact my friend about the poem and see if I can secure a copy.