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Anyone alive?
I completely forgot about this journal. Anyone still reading it? -
SGA Fanfic..
Anyone here read fanfic? If so, could you link me to quality fanfic in the following genres ( Read more... ) -
A poem that I did not write, but that I feel.
I am a martial artist ( Read more... ) -
Words that are not sound.
Alex (12:14:32 PM): Really? Three easyeasy payments of thirty NINE ninety FIIIIIIVE ( Read more... ) -
So much feelin, oh my soul is singing
You know, I think I never really realized how much of a teenager at heart I am. I think we all are, in little ways. In the way the lyrics of a song touch you, the beat changes you. The way the smallest things are the ones that hurt most, and the big stuff is easy. Who knew that all these years later, after all those struggles and losses and ( Read more... ) -
Oh, you silly fanboy wars, or how I learned to truly love supercars.
Because they're direct competitors. The Z06 was GM's shot across the bow to the supercar world; their answer to the Ford GT, their warning to Ferrari that those performance levels are no longer the territory of the super-rich. Nissan fired back with the GT-R, slightly outperforming and slightly underpricing the current Z06.
Look for Chevy to likely ( Read more... ) -
Aaron...
I promised you I'd make things right. Two down, 48 to go, and then we can rest. I love you and I miss you. -
To the girls who crashed with me at SXSW
Please drop me a message or email when you get a chance! raging insincerity a.t. gmail
Sorry mods, don't mean to spam. -
A treastise on happiness..
After training in biochemistry at the Institute Pasteur, Matthieu Ricard left science behind to move to the Himalayas and become a Buddhist monk -- and to pursue happiness, both at a basic human level and as a subject of inquiry. Achieving happiness, he has come to believe, requires the same kind of effort and mind training that any other serious ( Read more... )