Still (sur)Rendering

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.


I heart caffeine and advil.. and beer.

Good Friday. Hmm. So long as it's quiet, it's good.




I think I may have been snorting Tang juice crystals at some point last night.

Either that or my sinuses are mutating.

No further details forthcoming.




more later




I need to stop hanging out with crack whores.




Or maybe I need to start hanging out more with crack whores.




I have had zero inclination to write lately. I don't mean here.. pfft.. I never write here. In my paper journals or other (sooper seekrit) blogs. I can't even draw right now.

I tried, I really did. Let's just say I had the smarts to walk away before snit-fit pyromania occured.

Attempted lettering again. Boo hiss. I hate ink forever.

Stupid ink. Stupid pen. Stupid paper.

Stupid spring.

Stupid boys.

*sigh*




Yes, I AM being a comment whore.

Don't blog if you don't want to hear it.





soundtrack: Chris Rea - "The Blue Cafe" (4.4MB)


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