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the only thing lacking was running commentary, but none the less yours truly did his darndest, much to the disdain of fellow audience members, to fill in this overwhelming void. it's about time the kids in hollywood realized that the masses desire one thing, and one thing only: down to earth CG distruction. the premise was laughably obvious, but ( Read more... )

when thoughts collide like extraterrestrial doomsday machines hellbent with wrought destruction and hedonistic deification. alone we stand. can you see through the myriad of clutter? does a certain scent stick out among this maelstrom of fragrant chaffes? is it possible to latch onto a single idea, a lone emotion? pure for all lack of ( Read more... )

...i had taken the back way onto this bus, the one that travels to unknown places for exorbitant prices. in order to get off i had to pass myself off as one of the tuition paying assholes who had permission to be on it. Jeff is the dis/embarking checker. he asks for my id and i hand it to him, knowing full well that i don't have the required ( Read more... )

we were at bellarmine. there was a house on the front lawn now, with a separate driveway leading up to it. no explanation. i was with someone and showing them around. i had the feeling that i was older than i am now ( Read more... )

the most intriguing thing is probably that i appeared to be paired up with Beck for most of it. we were living in a large house, that had been separated into many apartments. we were travelling around the hidden passages and unknown entrances when we ran into some of our neighbors. they became irrate, and we either would flee or argue it out ( Read more... )

ok, so maybe i had it coming. I was bored. naive, silly, foolish ( Read more... )

when demons travel, they carry inordinate amounts of baggage. prada, gucci, you name it. they shop at the large stores in downtown seattle that take up an entire city block, for the soul purpose of selling luggage, and third world children. . .. when they aren't travelling, they continue to shop but stockpile the junk in corners of the house, ( Read more... )

finals were a bitch, what can I say? too many projects culminating to a largely jacklegged result. ". . .guns blazing. . ." but i just don't care anymore. despondance? maybe. apathy? certainly. infidel? too often, myself the victim as well. things must change, and i must enact ( Read more... )

-1 veggie dog: free from dumpster ( Read more... )