coos

Being the adult has it's rewards. I am sorry that it comes with a sacrifice. It's better than *my* reason for dropping out of art school - I just wanted a job and to get away from my parents.

Oh dear things do not sound fun in the house of Coos. I could attempt to make a meaningful statement that would show understanding and sensitivity in regard to your current situation. But we both know I am not that type of person, so instead I will take advantage of your comment section to aimlessly store a collection of words.

I have been dating this girl for the last couple of weeks (I won't name, names as I am sure she would wish to remain anonymous). Anyhow yesterday I went to a BBQ with her and her good friends. Her friends being female started talking about dresses and hand bags and other such alien and scary items a lot. So rather than attempt to deal with such a conversation I pretended to be asleep and did a rather good job at it as I actually manage to fall asleep. When I was awoken I discovered that the right side of my face was a lobster red with sun burn while the other side of my face was its normal pasty white colour. I look, to be totally frank fucking stupid. This would normally be a disaster but it seems my infliction has a strange effect of endearing the people I meet to me. I will admit that every encounter does start off with a certain amount of laughing at my expense but once the laughter subsides to an infrequent snigger I have made a new friend. Last night was the best night out in years, I met all these great people (I even had some girls ((and a bloke)) ask my mates if I was single) and had a great time all because of the endearing effect of my ridiculous looking face. I also got a free coffee this morning! I guess you could take the moral of the story to be that even seemingly bad things can sometimes turn out to be good for you. However this is not a story, this is simply what happened to me yesterday and I care not for tarnishing it with talk of morals.

the pie is frozen
they call it the "fun breakfast"

That's not boredom you see upon my face, I had merely become so lost within my thoughts and I had entered a new state of being that transcended space and time. It only looked like I was bored because after the first instance of knowing and seeing everything that was, is, and will be I lapsed into a melancholy spiral of futility. Luckily my brain box is equipped to deal with this kind of thing and erased all knowledge of the incident. Sadly it erased a little too much and I forgot how to walk and became deeply fascinated with how close I could get me feet to my head. Never mind, each to his/her own.

Cool pics by the way

Kickass,

Saving someone from a greasy chicken eating philosopher is the modern day equivalent of rescuing a fair maiden from a tower guarded by a dragon, troll, or angry rabbit with a taste for blood. I often hang out in KFC awaiting the C.E.P (chicken eating philosopher) in the hope of becoming some nice ladies hero. It hasn't happened yet but a true hero never gives up.


Screw it I give up.

hehe

Wow you have a lot on the go! I am still struggling to be more than just another single cell organism dressed in a late 80s early 90s fashion crime. Still my boss talked at me for 3 hours today about how he was planning to raise my profile in the company, I am hoping this is enough to make polish girl realise that she loves me without me having to do any of them awkward things talk to her! I don't think I have ever spoken about polish girl. Basically she has ace mannerisms that make me giggle, what she says can often be fairly harsh but it is hidden in unusual sentence structures and so people don't seem to notice that she is being critical of them. But anyway I digress. I am not sure if the words above are the correct words for a comment section?

Tip of the cap on the probably tattoo. I really want to get a tattoo but my commitment issues make it very hard for me to come up with a design and stick with it. Sometimes I pretend that I have a tattoo in a place where I can not see it just so I can see if I would be happy with the design. Sadly I always end up realising that I am just pretending and feel rather silly.

Sadly I could not live with being a paramecium in a mediocre power tie. That crazy bunch live and die by their power ties so me and my mediocre power tie would have a very poor time of it.

Vanlentines Day Doodle!

oooooh, ouch

Do you do photography?

And how are the teeth? Or how was it?

Hmmmmm Id try to avoid the 8th level of hell, a particularly unpleasent one, well if you believe the divine comedy (whats funny about going to hell?)

anyway, are you ready for christmas?

Merry Christmas

Ah, that's sarcasm, right?

Sending you a link to my portfolio. Don't yawn too loud.

oh my god, I love those guys! I found you can do a fun home version of it with a roll of toilet paper. draw eyes up on the top, and the squish it to make the mouth say nope nope nope nope