On the topic of motivation
Eggshell flirts /shamelessly/ with Margaras.
Margaras steals Eggshell's paychecks, after drinking a thousand shipwrecks.
Eggshell isn't clear what a shipwreck is, but he hunts Margaras to the ends of the earth to find out. And to get his money back.
Margaras rumbles softly, "can eggs feel shame?"
You say, "Oh, all the time!"
You say, "I'm a shame-driven consciousness."
You say, "It might even edge out sexual agitation for number one motivational force in my life."
Margaras rumbles softly, "shame-driven, or driven by the willful ignorance of shame?"
You say, "Shame-driven."
You say, "I know, I don't look it."
You say, "I'm like a hybrid car."
You say, "I'm powered by both puritan work-ethic shame and bohemian hedonistic indulgence!"
Rafferty is powered by rodent energy.
Margaras rumbles softly, "what sort? parallel or series? shame & hedonism working together on the same motivastion, or shame powering hedonism like a generator?"
You say, "Series."
Margaras taps Rafferty, rules the world, then gives it up for cookies.
You say, "I'm a little creeped out how good this metaphor is."
Eggshell posts this on livejournal!
Margaras snugs the creep'd one.
Margaras rumbles softly, "just, please... no bad emo poetry."
You say, "Wouldn't dream of it."
Margaras steals Eggshell's paychecks, after drinking a thousand shipwrecks.
Eggshell isn't clear what a shipwreck is, but he hunts Margaras to the ends of the earth to find out. And to get his money back.
Margaras rumbles softly, "can eggs feel shame?"
You say, "Oh, all the time!"
You say, "I'm a shame-driven consciousness."
You say, "It might even edge out sexual agitation for number one motivational force in my life."
Margaras rumbles softly, "shame-driven, or driven by the willful ignorance of shame?"
You say, "Shame-driven."
You say, "I know, I don't look it."
You say, "I'm like a hybrid car."
You say, "I'm powered by both puritan work-ethic shame and bohemian hedonistic indulgence!"
Rafferty is powered by rodent energy.
Margaras rumbles softly, "what sort? parallel or series? shame & hedonism working together on the same motivastion, or shame powering hedonism like a generator?"
You say, "Series."
Margaras taps Rafferty, rules the world, then gives it up for cookies.
You say, "I'm a little creeped out how good this metaphor is."
Eggshell posts this on livejournal!
Margaras snugs the creep'd one.
Margaras rumbles softly, "just, please... no bad emo poetry."
You say, "Wouldn't dream of it."