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ATTENTIONDue to excessive invasion of my personal shit thanks to the webcomic's now... insane publicity. I am no longer able to handle hundreds of emails a day, and thousands of people snooping through my online publications. Rather than convert this entire journal to friends only, aswell as lock down all my accounts (in addition to security risk ( Read more... ) -
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I don't fucking do tradgedies. So why. Goddamn it. Why ( Read more... ) -
There are no dragons in mario, some fan you aren't!
This week went by very quick. Nothing worth mention overall really ( Read more... ) -
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Hey Everyone. The webcomic has moved, sold 151 T-shirts. Hoodies start soon. It's fairly unanimous, we do pullovers not zip-ups. This is amazing. The .com for it will be purchased soon, sorting out money. Have 217 from T-shirt sales left ( Read more... ) -
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I'm just a fool in the rain... -
...These days.
Ya know. There are those days when I am top of the world, and then there is every other day. The common day ( Read more... ) -
Don't ask me why.
So. I sit here, on a Friday night. In my room, eating a TV dinner, listening to a mixture of Led Zeppelin (Greatest Hits, 114 Song Compilation) and System of a Down [Hypnotize]. Planning out mentally which song I'll choose to learn to play next ( Read more... ) -
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Happy thanksgiving everyone. Make the best of it. I know lame holiday, family etc. But hey, we get out of school, sorta good right?
Anyway. Farcry Instincts is a bitchin' game. Go get it. Now. It's so badass.
That's all. Once again, try to have a good thanksgiving everyone. =P -
There's an angel on my shoulder...
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Wouldn't It be nice to live again?
So it's another one of those nights. Woke up 20 past nine, splitting pain down the back of my head. The television casting a shadow of remorse over my unusually fitted bedroom, revealing myself just awakening still trying to grasp my wear-abouts ( Read more... )