wow i saw your statuettes in the fan art group... those are great... is that sculpie? i make some stuff like that too... but man...those are fantastic...
oh grrr...that doesn't sound like too much fun. in the end, i missed Cradle's show up here on Friday as per work and my brokeness. but hey, a good seamstress is hard to find!
take care and behave,
Gotham.
CRAZY WORLD!
So, Today was TRENT DUCATI'S birthday and though he's in San Francisco, I decided to pay homage to a friend and go to the local KARAOKE bar where i would request CYNDI LAUPER'S ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT and perform in the lavish tongue of a death metal saint. It was AWESOME!!! i rocked that place down!
Tucson is full of hicks and old... Read More
Haven't had the opportunity to see an opera yet, but I have sung arias from a couple operas here and there. I'm terribly out of practice at present, but when I was in college I took voice lessons and sung opera. I'd like to get back there some day.
Think of the compliments thing like this, someone has taken the time to notice a quality in you worth recognition. By denying the compliment you insult the judgement of the individual complimenting you.
We exist not as isolated entities in this reality, but as points of energy which affect the other points around them. One can go so far as to say a single point of energy can affect the entire universe since electromagnetic waves continue in every direction forever. Sometimes the effect is good, sometimes it's not so good. Most times it isn't realized until long after the individual who caused the effect has passed on.
Strange how the world works?
And I must say I haven't been this philosophical since college, damn. I'm only a year older than you and I have my own company. It really isn't that difficult for people to start their own, but everyone is always impressed when I tell them. So, perhaps there are those of us out there who don't fit into the mold. We live far more interesting live, in my opinion. Age is only a matter of perception.
Ah, my eternally big moon. Stands proud over my daylight in the dank of a mid summer winter while I fixate whats left of my eyes on the ground soiled of blood and lace. It was a decent night for the first time since the day I died in the cradle, under my mothers empty stare and an adrenaline needle as long as the weeks... Read More
it was indeed me you wrote a story for, well-remembered, i didnt think you would! im touched! and you are still writing beautifully enough to paint. howLs the magical world of solisis doing??
I'd watched the no clouds today, spanning the sky in cinders for what seemed to be forever. it is regrettable that so much could revolve in a single minute whilst absence garnishes the precious moments you should be tasting. i think, at last, that i know what the bible meant when it mentioned the lake of fire... this would be Tucson, Arizona.
misogynist? how so? i've never read anything to indicate that.. i'm not much of one to look though, so if you could please link me to something or some such.
but yeah, either way, never said i was after his brain
contort these words, please, and read from a mind arrested in an abyss of disgust and eternal damnation.
something came over me the other day as I wallow in my own sweat under the perpetually noon high sun. This would be existence I feign has taken me to a land of mist and pleasantries unparalleled, soothing mints in my ears as I bask in a... Read More
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