Day 1
I intend on trying to at least say something per day. Kind of bullshit really since I know the unsettling figment of not keeping up will creep on by. That or I know coming September when I go to PAX 2013, I'll completely forget the 4 days I'm gone.
But you know, I'll test my might and at least keep up for the sake of dedication. Or some shit.
But really, no one is going to be reading theses unless the microwave/meal you are waiting for is that boring to at least give little old me a try.
In which I welcome you. Just don't eat me. In both the sexual and the hunger terms of that sentence.
Ah-ha, but I must say, I do ramble like a little kid sometimes. We all must have that in our selves. But in this case I choose to do it in a semi-public manner. Which is right here.
Anyways, day one seems to be slightly awkward as I figured it might have been. So I'll save the rest of the chatter for tomorrow. If you somehow find this amusing you surely must of not tried hard enough to randomly go through google and find something more entertaining then myself.
But I do digress, if you want to start some sort of dialog exchange, then I'm willing to par-take in such manner. Really if you have more interesting tales that could derail me into a roller coaster of emotions, then by means, test your might. If you succeed, then a cookie is in store for you. ...You'll have to pay for postage, but hell it'll be a mighty damn good cookie for all the troubles.
-RED
Time doesn't exist here
I intend on trying to at least say something per day. Kind of bullshit really since I know the unsettling figment of not keeping up will creep on by. That or I know coming September when I go to PAX 2013, I'll completely forget the 4 days I'm gone.
But you know, I'll test my might and at least keep up for the sake of dedication. Or some shit.
But really, no one is going to be reading theses unless the microwave/meal you are waiting for is that boring to at least give little old me a try.
In which I welcome you. Just don't eat me. In both the sexual and the hunger terms of that sentence.
Ah-ha, but I must say, I do ramble like a little kid sometimes. We all must have that in our selves. But in this case I choose to do it in a semi-public manner. Which is right here.
Anyways, day one seems to be slightly awkward as I figured it might have been. So I'll save the rest of the chatter for tomorrow. If you somehow find this amusing you surely must of not tried hard enough to randomly go through google and find something more entertaining then myself.
But I do digress, if you want to start some sort of dialog exchange, then I'm willing to par-take in such manner. Really if you have more interesting tales that could derail me into a roller coaster of emotions, then by means, test your might. If you succeed, then a cookie is in store for you. ...You'll have to pay for postage, but hell it'll be a mighty damn good cookie for all the troubles.
-RED
Time doesn't exist here