mute it. |
that music is from a comment from "stop the war", and i like the little guy with the spoon in his brain (or something like that) and the drool. that reminds me of me. scroll down the page. it's a v...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Oct 2006 13:06:00 GMT |
i was stayin' alive in 2005. |
and i didn't have time for no bullshit blogging. but now that i'm dead, i really have to tell all of you! i like yoga. i'm going to do it right now. it keeps my dead flesh maleable so i can contin...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Feb 2006 14:42:00 GMT |
pease porridge spider |
When will my Ed come? Everyone else seems to have one. I looked all over the myspace but it appears it will not be until Tuesday. Hush hush. Just had to do it didn't ya?
And then there's my new f...
Posted by on Sun, 10 Oct 2004 15:26:00 GMT |
Get along now, heeyaw! |
Under a week and there you go back in the ranks of those who were breaking their backs so you could eat your bon bons. Nothing is like a flaming asshole. Mine is too firey! Hopefully the children w...
Posted by on Tue, 14 Sep 2004 20:12:00 GMT |
whatever you want it to be |
So the aches recede when the narcotic kicks in. You know how that is. There are these weird bubbles all over my body that move around, like a uterus. Sometimes one must have a hysterectomy to avoid...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Jul 2004 21:53:00 GMT |
forget about it. |
I forgot about my space and then aimee reminded me. It is not 6:49 am, by the way, it's 8:49. Those fumes turned into clumps of solid toxins and deposited themselves in other cells. I decided to ma...
Posted by on Mon, 31 May 2004 06:49:00 GMT |
Fumes. |
Sorry, but my house is being painted and my brain death is increasing exponentially. All combinations of symbols seem to represent some lack of purpose. What? I need to pick up the shards of glass ...
Posted by on Wed, 31 Dec 2003 07:39:00 GMT |
