In other news, still working in getting back into school, and thanks to an evil friend of mine, speeding through the series Carnivale. Goddamnit. It's a REALLY good show. I feel like I'm watching the longest movie ever and loving ever minute. However, I must point out the highlight for me, two words: Brother Justin. I'll never look at the dead spindly trees I draw the same ever again.
Hope you guys are well and sorry if I seem very neglecting of you.








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To be intoxicated is to feel sophisticated but not be able to say it.
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I rather be at a Blue October concert..
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mmmm, Muffins
Camel eating your cheerios eh? That's weird shit. I actually had the first nightmare I've had in a few years the night before last. It involved Crispin Glover (who I usually adore) throwing women into a wood chipper. It wasn't even that part that creeped me out so much the mood of it. Usually "scary" dreams don't scare me and have great plots, but once every couple of years I get one that I just wake up destroyed from.
Is that comment longer than yours? I hope it makes you feel better! Hahah.
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"You know, I find paranoid schizophrenics make excellent witnesses." -Robert Goren
"Rosebud...yes. Rosebud Frozen Peas. Full of country goodness and green pea-ness. Wait that's terrible. I quit." -The Critic
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honk if you love the jezus!
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"You know, I find paranoid schizophrenics make excellent witnesses." -Robert Goren
"Rosebud...yes. Rosebud Frozen Peas. Full of country goodness and green pea-ness. Wait that's terrible. I quit." -The Critic
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honk if you love the jezus!
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"You know, I find paranoid schizophrenics make excellent witnesses." -Robert Goren
"Rosebud...yes. Rosebud Frozen Peas. Full of country goodness and green pea-ness. Wait that's terrible. I quit." -The Critic
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honk if you love the jezus!
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