TECHIES!

I GOT YEBO!!!!!!!

HOLY FUCK YES!!!!

Joel Smith was here today. He's gained weight and attained facial hair. I am saddened by this.

I was also saddened by the absence of a few key people.

And now, I've lost my train of thought.

But I wasn't sad today!

I don't think I've done one of these since last August.

Five Little Things
one Italian boys who smell lovely and try their hardest to comprehend your riddles.
two Honorary Pisces because when the wavelengths cross, such understanding is a blessing.
three "Green Onions."
four Gypsies.
five Germans.

*nods*

I was just handed a white paper bag in which lies a large blueberry muffin.

Note the time.

Hello, breakfast.

Now gather close young ones and I shall tell you the tale of two rather interesting Devils. One, who's heart was clogged and confused by lust and the longing for wealth, cared little about his actions and it's consequences. The other, one who was floating away from the gates of Hell upon his own finality, decided to take what the other did in ( Read more... )

I feel rather lackadaisical. But it's like I've been given the leeway to be. There are a few things I need to do for chemistry by the end of the week, and then my research paper got pushed even farther back to next Tuesday. Now if only the willingness to work would stay with me instead of going into baking and mess-making ( Read more... )

I love this song.

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I need to get back into poetry. It's building up inside of me, all around me, to the point people I don't even know are being subject to my swings. The Italian is quickly becoming my favorite punching bag, while the German slips farther and farther away, and the gypsy illudes me completely through revelation.

Why will no one worship me?

I am not well in the head, though I assure it's nothing life-threatening. That encompasses not only myself, but the rest of you, too. Except Price. No one should forget that she is Satan and needs sacrificing to the Goddess. Ugh, what a nasty tribute.