The house was incredibly still. I stepped out, visited my friend Zoe, got high, drew pictures, listened to music, watched MST3000 and lauged and laughed. Good friends always manage to find a way, don't they?
Anyways, I'm posting pictures on the old flickr account almost daily:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/fuckr/
And yes I am the little tyke on the 'coppers bike. I was serious even then! The "Portland"...
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shit, what happened?
i don`t remember any particularly embarassing moments other than me trying to figure out that damn mixer that looked like a sound board
what's up with you lately? Seems the volatile nature of the Morose Gang has seeped into the forefront. Whatever will I do? It feels silly being the lone morose...
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you thought you could get out by having a vividly bright profile pic - but downcast head is still morose, no matter what colour you look at it in.