therightbastard

I think that I'm gonna have to start going to Portland fairly regularly. Something about firedancing strippers, bacon-wrapped maple bars, and Stumptown coffee cheers me.

Not to mention trees. Purr. Trees.

Looks like the next choice is between Motorhed in Vegas, and Skinny Puppy in Denver.

Purr. Motorhed.

Well, looks like it's time to rethink this whole SG thing again.

Heading off to Seattle for a long weekend, for no particular reason at all.

If anyone in Sealand has time to kill, things to do, or needs a coffee companion, hit me up; it's been a long time since I was far from home with nothing to do, and sidekicks are appreciated.

I am WIN Tour, 2009.

The stars always said I wouldn't really take off until later in life; I remember wanting quite badly to be a rock star when I was in my teens, and being insanely frustrated at the nagging feeling that the stars were right.

And at the time, they were. There was much fucking, and much wandering. There was good hair, and...
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The Onion speaks the truth.

And this is just a little TOO relevant to my current mindset.

SO. FUCKING. WRONG.



BUT. SO. FUCKING. RIGHT.

Yeah, whatever.

My girlfriend's sheer faggotry is totally awesome. She makes me squish.

Sometimes you look back, and see what you could have done differently.

And there are those times when you think, "Nothing".

Some things are beyond your control.

Certains volent, d'autres tombent.

Feh.