All great truths begin as blasphemies.
George Bernard Shaw
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There is nothing to read here. The content is over there, to your right.
I may, however, at some point, put something here. Some day. Eventually. No pressure.
a day x4
I've done nothing today. Which is cool but makes the whole "blog every single day for two weeks" bet very difficult.
Fuck it, I'm here aren't I? That counts as blogging in my book.
Nope still got nothing.
I drank coffee. I ate oatmeal for breakfast and chicken noodle soup for lunch.
Yeah, that makes this day memorable. heh.
I don't eat chicken noodle soup for lunch too often.
more later?
poor bastards.
McDonald's for supper. I'll pay for it later.
I still play here an awful lot. The following are 'poems' I voted for:
spent waves sang
one by galaxies horizon
cuddling haunted awake against
admirer
white on sweet torrent
a love just hooked
-----
tonight thousand answer
galaxies
in iron
with cold knowledge
revealing
one dream is and
was again was
-----
you lie beautiful
thin believing
and a
dark stars magic as from the eye tears like
the clanging of
time
-----
on
with my deaths
lives of
little meaningful mood and shroud
just later gleams
speed with me
-----
Ok, it should be apparent I'm only wasting bandwidth. I have nothing else to add.
For now.
heh.
Beers and a Big Mac... baaaad. baaaad. baaaad.
*roflmao* I sound like sheep!!
baaaaaaaaa..aaaaa..aaaad
It's back! It's back!
BWahahahahaahahh
html chatrooms rock!!!
(ok, so apparently it's been back for a while and it was me that was missing. pffft. liars.)
Niiiiice. Swank.
soundtrack: rain. lots of rain.
Fuck it, I'm here aren't I? That counts as blogging in my book.
Nope still got nothing.
I drank coffee. I ate oatmeal for breakfast and chicken noodle soup for lunch.
Yeah, that makes this day memorable. heh.
I don't eat chicken noodle soup for lunch too often.
more later?
poor bastards.
McDonald's for supper. I'll pay for it later.
I still play here an awful lot. The following are 'poems' I voted for:
spent waves sang
one by galaxies horizon
cuddling haunted awake against
admirer
white on sweet torrent
a love just hooked
-----
tonight thousand answer
galaxies
in iron
with cold knowledge
revealing
one dream is and
was again was
-----
you lie beautiful
thin believing
and a
dark stars magic as from the eye tears like
the clanging of
time
-----
on
with my deaths
lives of
little meaningful mood and shroud
just later gleams
speed with me
-----
Ok, it should be apparent I'm only wasting bandwidth. I have nothing else to add.
For now.
heh.
Beers and a Big Mac... baaaad. baaaad. baaaad.
*roflmao* I sound like sheep!!
baaaaaaaaa..aaaaa..aaaad
It's back! It's back!
BWahahahahaahahh
html chatrooms rock!!!
(ok, so apparently it's been back for a while and it was me that was missing. pffft. liars.)
Niiiiice. Swank.
soundtrack: rain. lots of rain.
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