( writing is good, at least )

( unfinished in the same way life is )

and when i see you ( Read more... )

i am standing on layla's front lawn with layla, ben, boris, and two other people i recall only as being friends of layla. we're standing there, waiting for people to show up so that we can go watch a midnight showing of a shakespearean play. they're not showing up and time is running out. two of my friends from pinetree who's names i can't recall ( Read more... )

i read through the megatokyo archives again, and wow. now i remember why i used to be obsessed with this comic. never again will i let my readership sway. in particular, i'm massively impressed with largo's newfound depth of character. i'm glad he's not all just "ph34r m4i b33r" anymore. most of the characters appear to be growing in new directions ( Read more... )

look to the heavens, what do i see ( Read more... )

my hair was getting too long for my liking, so i decided to trim the sides. what started as a trim wound up as a ... fauxhawk ... thing. pics to come when i make one i like ( Read more... )

three things ( Read more... )

even as i write this, i'm realising how useless it is to put ideas to words, water to wine.

burn every scene to the fucking ground.