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well shucks, what else is there to say? it's very cold out.
somebody gave me a coffeetable book on human anatomy today. perhaps it is worth studying, since anytime i draw a human below the clavicle, they look stiff as boards. (or conversely, like plastic sam.)
(or stretch armstrong.)
(wobbly as all get-out, i mean.)
this LJ could/should be utilized for more entries like the beloved BEN'S DRUNKEN MOVIE REVIEWS, since every night i wrap myself burrito-like (cocoon-like, you could say....even womblike, if one wants to psychoanalyze) and watch a movie or ten.
i could also make like it's january 2008 and post a bunch of emotionally-charged POETRY! not that i'm writing any, but maybe i could write some in jest and then pass it off as authentic....you know, coming from the core of my sensitive innards. pure raw intensity, but in a repetitive rhyme scheme.
what else could i do... what else, oh what else....
....oh wait. i'm too dadblamed chilly to care. eff dis. i'm gonna go be an icicle.
somebody gave me a coffeetable book on human anatomy today. perhaps it is worth studying, since anytime i draw a human below the clavicle, they look stiff as boards. (or conversely, like plastic sam.)
(or stretch armstrong.)
(wobbly as all get-out, i mean.)
this LJ could/should be utilized for more entries like the beloved BEN'S DRUNKEN MOVIE REVIEWS, since every night i wrap myself burrito-like (cocoon-like, you could say....even womblike, if one wants to psychoanalyze) and watch a movie or ten.
i could also make like it's january 2008 and post a bunch of emotionally-charged POETRY! not that i'm writing any, but maybe i could write some in jest and then pass it off as authentic....you know, coming from the core of my sensitive innards. pure raw intensity, but in a repetitive rhyme scheme.
what else could i do... what else, oh what else....
....oh wait. i'm too dadblamed chilly to care. eff dis. i'm gonna go be an icicle.