I'm tired of posting and copy and pasting.
maybe I'll just update one of my journals, randomly chosen...
maybe reply to comments on one with posts on the other...
just to keep it confusing for some... or maybe not so much.
I don't know.
::away::

damnation ( Read more... )

The night ends early, though early may seem late ( Read more... )

Damn the alternation of sleepy and awake that inhibits the exhibition of more productive retreats ( Read more... )

Yet again, I've found myself out in nowhere ( Read more... )

'les see here ( Read more... )

It seems I've found myself still awake and out in Siler City ( Read more... )

Take the quiz:
What kind of eyes do you have? (with pictures)

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oil change:

done.
fucking heat.
fucking bolt.
fucking radiator.
fucking plastic crap.
fucking... I've run out of things.

shower.
sit around.
who knows.

I... apologize.... who can guess to who??... probably... not almost anybody... only one person if that methinks, excepting that I mention it, which might increase the odds.... but trust me, most likely... it ain't to you ( Read more... )