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Tonight I'll shave the mountain.
I'll cut the hearts from pharoahs.
I pull the road off of the rise.
Tear the memories from my eyes
and in the morning I'll be gone.

Bye!

I've been thinking a lot lately about getting some work done along the top of my back and shoulders. I never really thought I'd brainstorm something that I'd want tattooed on me, I was getting kind of used to the "blank canvas" philosophy I had adopted.

As a fan of abstract portrayals of yin and yang, I am imaging a graphic -non-literal- representation of that...
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I've never been one to say anything positive about a New York sports teams, but I must say: well played, guys.

Eat a dick, Tom Brady. It might get the taste of turf out of your mouth.

I just about killed myself with this Tom Yum Goong I made tonight.

(Sorry, the photo had to go bye-bye for a little bit. Tinfoil hats and such.)

I generally like spicy food at around a 7 or an 8, the Tom Yum Goong was at about a 14. This soup seriously kicked my ass. I was sitting in a 70*F apartment in front of...
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"One more day like today and I'll kill you
A desire for flesh
And real blood
I'll watch you drown in the shower
Pushing my life through your open eyes

I must fight this sickness
Find a cure"