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8th-Jun-2008 10:57 pm - 094 + I don't cry on the outside any more
touch faith
...Tch.

All of this blinking, huge, colored text is very annoying.

I thought we already discussed this, citizens.

Stop squawking. Do something productive.

Like killing yourself.
28th-May-2008 04:40 pm - 091 + I could say that I want to die by your side one day, but I could never speak the words
look up to
This is my third run to the grocery stores on the upper level. Where does it all go?

Tch... I'm going to order down tonight, I think.

As a reference to come back to, Farfarello... when you feel better, you're making dinner for me. A couple nights in a row. And I'm not helping.

Well, perhaps a little.


I've purchased supplies for a puppet. I must figure a way to make the wig... hmm...
7th-Apr-2008 06:29 pm - 070 + ...by falling in love with him. I complicated our lives, now I'm losing my only friend...
crooked thoughts
Private: Semi-hackable; see note )


I'd like to make a general announcement.

The next person to use sparkles, sing, use huge text without a cut, use blindingly colorful text without a cut, or to be disgustingly happy to the point where it seems to smack viewers in the eyeball... I'm going to stab you.

I mean it. Stab. You. Somewhere nasty. Like in the pancreas - painful organ, that. This is the final warning. If you wake up one morning and see a midget redhead staring in your window, you so had it coming to you.

End of announcement.



Oh, wait, one more.

Everyone, be really, really careful about the food Farfarello gives you. You never know what the hell is in it. Jerk. The Irish Gold has been declared safe for now, but the brownies? Not so much.
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