Namely: If there's a huge disaster, I'm the only one competent enough to deal with it.

So, uh. My dream.. It included the videogame "Whaler: Tales of the Angry Mariner" wherein you had to fight whales using harpoons that you could upgrade. Strangely, all the sounds in it sound like a person being slaughtered by a giant lizard/plant combo. Which, by the way, was out slaughtering people.

I never cared much for moonlit skies ( Read more... )

Let's get rid of cash money.

Credsticks, instead!

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open to page 23.
3. Read each 23rd word.
4. Write them down.

5. Die, probably. I haven't really seen The Number 23.

I know far too many attractive young women. Far too many.

I need something to write about. I need to think about the story I want people to experience.
Something that can be easily put on in Greer studio...

Something that'll destroy some people's lives.

Well, today already sucks. It's snowing. And windy. And snowing. I hate the snow.

Well.. at least the sky is gray. And thus very pretty to me.

the morning i set sail on a whalbone ( Read more... )

Yes! I have a loose molar! You know what this means?

Ever get that feeling that several needles are piercing your skin?

I swear, I can feel them injecting.