zenexistence

Remember when I didn't suck?
Remember when I used to update in a timely fashion?
Remember when it felt like I almost belonged here?
Well, the third one is more for me than for you.
Remember when George Lucas didn't suck complete gopher genitalia?
This might be an allusion to me starting Star Wars Sunday back up, ahem.
Remember when I used to make you laugh with my silly pictures and my random nonsense, thereby causing you to unconsciously wet your knickers?
Shut up, I did, don't lie.
Well, I think it's time I start doing it again.
All of it.
Even the dirty thangs (yes, I typed "thangs") that you're not really supposed to like to do but you do them anyways because you like the uncontrollable groans that they elicit from your mutually hedonistic lover?
Whoa.
Sorry.
Damn, boy, cool off.

That's better.

I've been watching an abnormally significant amount of porn as of late. I'm not a huge porn person (says the guy discussing porn on a porn site), I'd actually rather view nakedness in person, but when it's around the flat, you sometimes just need to open up a beer and watch it. And by watch "it" realize I'm referring to porn and not your beer. I mean, I guess you COULD stare lustfully at your beer and thereby gain arousal but it all seems so ... sordid. So ... unseemly.
Speaking of porn commentary, allow me:

Sloth porn?

Muppet references to whores?


I re-enrolled in school, as I mentioned prior. Or as I meant to mention prior. Or as I priorly forgot to mention.
Honorable mention went to the friar, prior.
Wait, what?
Well, I did. I need to get more core classes knocked off and I'm lucky enough to be able to do the majority of them online here.
Yee-damn-ha.

Speaking of the reverse cowboy:

I know, you're kinda like, "Whaaaaaaaaaat?" right? Kind of like:

Fair enough, probably like, "Whuuut?" like this:

Or maybe even that, lost-in-thought, momentarily startled, 'Huhwhut?!" like:

Basically, I figured that you needed random nakedness to awaken you from your unenlightened slumber that is Miasma Tuesday. Job success, go me!

And now, for a proper perspective on all things pertinent:

I'd like to have a collective moment of silence on the cool that trumps all cool. How about Matthew Gray Gubler painting a picture of Pee Wee? Impossible, right? Negative, Ghost Rider, the pattern is full! Implausible but NOT impossible!

I need to go throw food in my tummy, so I leave you with yogurt:
Err, yoga.

Eye<3ewe,
Scotty

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