Oct 20, 2005 19:40
Reading this is like taking a drill to your head, you get a hole in your head, some mild discomfort and lose some blood. Or it's like a marshmellow and it's really just air and sugar. Pick one but read at your own risk.
Damned are the easily amused and this is more or less and observation of the last few days. The gears of the shithammer are beginng to turn for good or ill - as soon as martelo finishes it retardidly slow shift back into a fully functional ass kicking unit there will be some sort of bulletin(s). With the government poised to be my new financial backer there should be some more severe stupidity on the way cause it's good money no matter who's blood is on it. Once again my art is up at www.caladangallery.com so it's meager and there may be subliminal messages you let me know if you find any. More on the way, look out. Also no more cheez-it's for me it seems those little crackers with a butt hole are evil little bastards and my intestines won't take any more of them without there be some sort of extreme discomfort. It seems a slow death no longer suits the sort of foes I am dealing with and torture lacks the honor or finality they deserve so torture is out of the question these days. If you are interested A Hell of Our Own Studios will be returning with some movie projects akin to a controlled trainwreck, if you are interested in being apart of this let me know. Donna has returned to our Shores, so FREAKIN AWESOME! hopefully we will be tempting the fates to entertain her in these days of merciless doldrum. note also i wish i hadn't left the beany-snugglefest cause now i can't sleep, and I miss you Beany.
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tomorrow night I am going to see The Boss, or to mere mortals Bruce Springsteen so not too many worries cloud my head tonight.