You know, most o' the time, I feel pretty:

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Yay! Fun with digi pics and dirty minds!!


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For nearly nine months, I dutifully 9-to-5'ed it day-in and day-out. I worked these bones, through backache and bunions, to win my bread and butter - chomped at the bit for rosy-cheeked babes - slaved away, you could say, for the sake of educations, for fighting ignorance, for feeding my coke habit ( Read more... )

Time out. Hold the phone. Cue the technical difficulties card and cut to commercial.... Some thing's wrong. It's Saturday night. And. Sigh. I'm just too blue and sick of the fumes to paint this town red again ( Read more... )

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So, in the ensuing chaos of scalded-lady screams, I slyly sneak into the seat. My seat. And sip, looking quite "Cool and Coquettish".Ok, so that was a lie ( Read more... )

My train pulls into the ugly cavern of unadorned concrete and steel. The door opens and passengers gush out with a unified gasp. They hemorrhage onto the platform, drain through the rows of automated ticket gates, and spray forth in all directions. This is Shibuya: one of Tokyo's many foci of intense gravity, white-hot energy, pulsars of pure ( Read more... )

Apparently, on Thanksgiving, Stove Top ain’t the only thing getting’ stuffed. Here I am, once more, mashed into a train overfilled to thrice its capacity. You see, Tokyo’s a tough town and finding spare space takes talent. A galleon-jug of mace or a few surreptitiously timed tazer shocks work wonders with the crowds, but I was in a rush and left ( Read more... )

In the midst of writing my next 37-chapter update, I had an *incident* mortifying enough, and true to Cody's comedy-of-error form, I just HAD TO post immediately.... But hear ye, this ain't for the faint ( Read more... )

Hey, remember when it had been 37 years since I last updated ( Read more... )