Back from the motherland. It's a story better told in pictures.

Superman Revised:


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I'm updating from my TOTALLY SWEET BRAND NEW SAGER DUAL CORE 17" TRICKED OUT LAPTOP.

In other news, went shopping commando. How liberating!

Party Monday at six. My house, bring food.

I've just finished watching the premier of Saved on TNT. Each episode takes man-boy Wyatt Cole through one 24-hour paramedic shift. Wyatt is charming and attractive, though his superhuman zen peace might get tiring by about the third episode. I'm looking forward to more episodes, as though it has campy hospital drama elements and nauseating bumpy ( Read more... )

There is nothing left to do in school. This is what I would look like if I were a cat.

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Taking Niacin makes me feel like I'm engulfed in flames. I look like a burn victim, too, with red splotches all over my body. Or maybe it's a twisted palomino pony costume. My ears, elbows, knees, nose are all hot to the touch and good fucking grandparents, why. I should have remembered to stay away. This is what happens when you don't take drugs. ( Read more... )

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I took the most delicious jacuzzi bath today in mint-green seaweed water. Yum.

In college I will suffer a form of lung damage. There is a warning in the dorms that reads Danger! Excessive exposure to hipster may cause lasting damage. However, I admire their tenacity ( Read more... )

Skull I drew during my three-day stay at A3's house.

Look at his cerebellum in dandelion yellow! His prefrontal lobe in periwinkle pink!

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I have never felt a pain like this ever before in my life. It's a good thing I have the boy, or things would be looking pretty dim. He takes such good care of me.

My goldfish died. This is an epitaph.

Rest in Peace, Ferrous Beuler.
May 6, 2006-May 8, 2006