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I am supposed to be getting ready for a formal book release. I don't own anything that can be considered formal. And oh yes, instead I am in my underwear in the kitchen, day dreaming and painting clouds on the walls with my mind. Greasy clouds that won't stick still.
I want to create a line of jewelry made out of lizards perfectly flattened by cars. Have you seen them? Glittery, perfect pieces of lizard. Ready to latch around your wrist.
Write about anything long enough and you will become disenchanted. One reason why I don't want to get a Masters or PhD in anything I've studied so far.
What is the difference between premature and immature? By that I meant etymologically of course.
This might be premature, but I'm already disappointed with Dharma Bums. It's too close to Kerouac, reeks to much of his lonesome alcoholic days cooped up and reminiscing of the better ol' days. Then again, I've only read the first page. I think my disappointment has more to do with the expectations raised by the cartoons on the cover.
http://content.artofmanliness.com/uploads/2008/05/dharma_bums.jpg
I want to create a line of jewelry made out of lizards perfectly flattened by cars. Have you seen them? Glittery, perfect pieces of lizard. Ready to latch around your wrist.
Write about anything long enough and you will become disenchanted. One reason why I don't want to get a Masters or PhD in anything I've studied so far.
What is the difference between premature and immature? By that I meant etymologically of course.
This might be premature, but I'm already disappointed with Dharma Bums. It's too close to Kerouac, reeks to much of his lonesome alcoholic days cooped up and reminiscing of the better ol' days. Then again, I've only read the first page. I think my disappointment has more to do with the expectations raised by the cartoons on the cover.
http://content.artofmanliness.com/uploads/2008/05/dharma_bums.jpg
