so howard tried to cheer gregg up by playing some funky rick james tunes last night. i think he was a little into it, enough to get his seaweed shaking, but his heart weren't there. his heart's sunk at the bottom of black lake, nestled in that sea cave that was his home for... hey, how old are you, gregg? how long did you live in black lake ( Read more... )

so i've been sat here in london fields forever, seems like. well over half an hour, trying to paint mount fugi on a pea, but it keeps rolling away from me paintbrush and i have to start over again. i might have to choose a less rolly legume for this project if i don't want to do my head in. the guy on the other side of the bicycle path is using ( Read more... )

so howard is using this thing for his memories. i think i will too, mostly cos naboo says the way i remember stuff and they way they happened don't usually match up. i don't really believe him though, and this'll be proof that i'm a straight-up storytelling, right ( Read more... )

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vince noir

vince noirrr. vince. VINCE. ViNcE NoIr.

this is pretty easy. howard are you reading this? howard? howard?

HOWARD?

HOWARD

whoa that's mental.