muppetchrist

On this fire-breathing beast we hope, we pray
Gird against the cold misery of passing time
Twine fingers through knots that will not fray
Etched hearts' walls with this eternal rhyme :

To the grave let us walk together, dear
Press your paper lips to mine as all goes gray
A lifetime of blood-sworn promise made to revere
The cold decay of entropy fought to...
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Crom, it's cold in here this morning. My joints are aching.

Wrote a super long blog about school and love, then brought forth the Backspace massacre. I may still write it this weekend. I'm hungover and nauseous, though, so anything I write ends up sounding like, "Me hurty head. Me hurty heart. Me want tits in face. Me want warm. Me like food."

I hope...
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Let's make out, k?

I'm wondering if women realize how forgettable they make themselves going out of their way to seem interesting in online dating profiles.

"I volunteer. I ride my bike to work when I can. I Lindy Hop. I draw, paint, cut, paste, glue, assemble and make. I love going to museums and galleries. I enjoy working in my garden. I love to cook and eat good...
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Sleep tight, muses.

It's a singles kind of day. I'm going to catch a matinee by myself, then I'm going to going to take my little doxie princess out to the dog park for some daddy daughter time. I'm going to sit and read under the big shady tree. Later, I'll be doing my hour at the gym, then some spring cleaning, if I can stay motivated.

In...
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I cut off dating. I took my own advice. I haven't met anyone in California that interests me enough to explore the possibility of serious dating, though that's what they're hoping for from me. It'd be nice to have... I don't know... something more than booty call but less than a girlfriend? You take for granted little things, then when they're gone, that gap slaps...
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I apologize for my impromptu absence. I have quite a few of your blogs to catch up on. Which I plan to do, in the next couple of days.

Tonight, I'm cooking. Roasted ribeye with a blue cheese crust and sweet potato fries. For myself, I bought a little treat : a bottle of Johnny Walker Black Label. I'm cooking for A and myself.

I'll...
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We're arm in arm with that foxy new thing, Miss Twen Ten. I have never made a New Year's resolution before. However, since my day-to-day has already been in a transitive state for the last three or four months, it seems like good timing for some resolvoluting...ness...itude.

1.) Continue losing weight in order to reach my goal.
As of weigh-in this morning, I have dropped...
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The year of our lord and savior Jebus Graham Cracker Criminey, Two Ought Ought Nine.

I can't say I'm sad to see you leaving, Deuce Double Zero Niner. I'm pretty sure you tried to murder me. You presided over me getting my heart broken and losing the woman I loved more than anything on this Earth. You tantalized me with the promotion I've worked so...
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