krazmo

I don't keep a journal on this site. Or anywhere, for that matter. But maybe I'll write random crap here. It's cool to come back and read it later. I always seem to be able to remember the funny shit that other people say, but not things that I've said.

Unless I write it here. My thoughts, preserved for posterity among tattooed boobies.

Meh. It...
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"Her name was Calliope, and on the long road behind her she left a string of carefully broken hearts, like diamonds cut to a finer shape by a master lapidary."

Nothing to see here!

Man, my halloween costume is gonna kick ass.

SG is doing wierd things to my head. I'm not sure how to describe it, really. Isolated, perhaps. I'm gonna have to mull over this...

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I am: North Carolina piedmont white trash, medium sized, brown eyed with lots of curly brown hair, roman nosed, not unpleasant to look at, fairly well hung, bearded in various ways depending on the season and mood, pretty smart, tolerant, perpetually on the outside of things, cynical, sceptical, freqently amused, dressed like an unmade bed, mechanically inclined, funny, not ambitious, disorganized, a good cook, decisive,...
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What fabulous dreams I had! I dreamt I was virus sized, fighting the good fight for control of a postage stamp. The thickness of the ink towered over me. The landscape was gorgeous. My enemies were beautiful and graceful and killed with delicious ease. I stalked them and destroyed them, weeping with the tragedy of it. I was a micrscopic superhero. Look at me with...
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Welcome to my journal you lucky, lucky freak. Here you will be entertained with fabulous tales of my incredible adventures. It's so much fun yer head will implode. Or not.

Stay tuned....