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Sometimes the nights are lonelier than the days.
This will be my first entry in eighteen months 12 days. I don't know why I'm up at four o'clock in the morning returning to old habbits. Not that it's necessarily a bad thing, I just should be getting sleep or something like that. I don't have anything that needs to be written about right now, I guess I'm just feeling lonely and the internet is ( Read more... ) -
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I am yet alive. -
This one goes out to the one I love (Matthew Weddle).
I have let Weddle down. I am disappointed, I should punishment myself in ways that would make a masochist flinch. Instead, I think I shall write an entry. I just hurt my thumb a few minutes ago, so typing sucks. I squeezed my eraser which didn't feel good for I cut my thumb while opening a can of tuna two nights prior to this post. So, perhaps ( Read more... ) -
Why can't he stay?
The stranger was so abhorrently unwelcomed that the residents of the domicile, though try as they might, were unable to conceal their disgust. Their true sentiments were betrayed by their apalling facial contortions and the egregious peal of plaints. He'll never be accepted with anything other than disdain ( Read more... ) -
If you're looking for a waste of time, read my post. I found it quite wasteful.
Ahah! I should be getting food, but instead I think I'll waste some more time. I need to complain about a few things first. I'm losing dedication, meaning, I'm losing weight. I guess I burnt myself out on the working out thing. The last few weeks haven't been going so well. I can atribute the majority of my regression to not maintaining a ( Read more... ) -
Neither here nor there.
Another week passes and I remain Weddle-less. It's affecting us all. Ryan is becoming exasperated to no end. His sanity won't last much longer. Weddle, the poor lad, has missed out on some jamming. He was always one for a good jam. Return to us soon lest you miss another jam session ( Read more... ) -
I changed the title.
I'm not sure what I'm feeling now. I need to type about something, my mind is being weird. I can't focus on very much right now, I have a headache and I'm tired. I probably need some rest and more nutrition. I don't know, my head is murky. I can't see so well, I don't like it. Maybe some of it has to do with all this Spanish I'm trying to ( Read more... ) -
Have you seen my pygmies? We're searching for Mokele mbembe.
I'm back again with another exciting installment of "The Life of Brockman." No, wait, I don't talk about my life here. Hah, that was good one, Jason. Fooled us all. No, seriously. "Seriously," you say? Well, certainly. Seriously indeed ( Read more... ) -
I have never tasted such a detestable sliver of potato extract as this.
It's been well over a week since I've updated this farce of an interest. I should really get to typing something out rather than continue dancing around in my dark room and thinking of things that should go here. That's not getting me anywhere ( Read more... ) -
Exclamation marks.
Oh, my God. Ren and Stimpy is on TV Land right now. Wow, that's great ( Read more... )