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Hwaaah?
Tomorrow, this journal will be a decade old.
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HEY SEATTLE, VANCOUVER, and I suppose THE ENTIRE NORTH WEST.
Stop being populated with lovely lady-folk. Seriously.
Sincerely,
Annoyed Albertan -
Blarg,
If artsy and ambitious 12-year old Sock could see me now, I am pretty sure he’d kick me in my corporate balls and demand to know what the hell happened. -
In which Socks is planning on doing something wonderfully stupid for his birthday.
If luck and a good set of tires allows it, a couple friends and I are going to travel across North America this weekend, from Edmonton to (hopefully) a couple meters into Mexico. That's roughly 6000 kilometers both ways. In under three days. I mean, why not ( Read more... ) -
In which Sock repeats over and over again his current geek obsession.
Doctor Who Doctor Who Doctor Oh-Em-Gee Doctor Who. -
In which Sock briefly shares his plans of mutilating his body in an artful manner.
Sometime within the next three months, I hope to have this tattooed on the inside of my arm. That, or the little red dude on the cover of Catch-22. Perhaps both. -
In which Sock lists a few priorities.
Things to do within the next 2 month ( Read more... ) -
In which Sock finds the "cure" for homosexuality.
Turns out it's my wang. -
In which Sock makes bad jokes thoughtfully.
“Those are mighty fine shoes you have there, Dick ( Read more... ) -
Economists: we do it with models.
It's time for an update ( Read more... )
