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Eater Of Beans

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About Me

Dance! Dance! Dance!
To The Radio!
If the mp3 player says NaN% Loaded, or 00:00, or if its just not there, and if the background image and certain pictures on my site are not present, it means that the website that contains that particular file has passed its bandwidth for the hour. Blame geocities. More songs are on its way, I'm just lazy.
I'm currently a student at our local college studying communications, Psychology, and Human Resource Management. I hope to eventually attend university to study journalism afterwhich time I will hijack the CBC and add some pinache,
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Random Letters:
This is a letter my friend Melanie wrote a few years back. She was the most random one of us all in highschool. "Mr. Eley I need to peeeee!"..
Rangoon I think is an actual name of a real location somewhere in the world. but to us it became the capitol of our made up country, Froamica. Don't ask...
Kayefcee The Squagglebog was based on the chicken-like creature in the sony playstation game Blasto. I enjoyed drawing him often. So in this letter Vee payed homage to my talents. As everyone should...

My Interests

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Manic Street Preachers

My Blog

we’re responsible

we'll never be held in a court for our contemptwe'll never face judgement for our sinswe'll never see the silver bars of miseryfrom our beds made of bones, we sleep with our own demonslike a beast of ...
Posted by on Tue, 11 Mar 2008 13:45:00 GMT

poetic discourse on small furry things

i wish to tell you a story, about a badger who was fatterthen someone who eats batterout of buckets in Nantuckett's KFCdont you see, he wants to deepfry in your lovehe wants to lie down in your bunand...
Posted by on Thu, 17 Jan 2008 17:22:00 GMT

poor lil chinook

chinook from tuktiuktukhad an inflateable igloowhich he would pack into his canoefor long journeys down the riverwhen the winter no longer carried a shiver and he would travel whither and titherlookin...
Posted by on Thu, 17 Jan 2008 16:46:00 GMT

gather around children, and let me bend your ears.

shelby the sea turtlehad many large hurdles she had no sense of smelland only one hole in her shell she fancied a swim in the cool deep seabut she would only sink as her shell became a bucketand she f...
Posted by on Wed, 16 Jan 2008 14:10:00 GMT

Greetings earthlings

i'm back. rejoice.
Posted by on Thu, 03 Jan 2008 17:36:00 GMT

Sepia Still (Poem)

sepia stilltattered coffee stained pictureshold the everlasting portrait of nevermoreeternal empty staresdead pupilsjaundice glarewords forever on the verge of being spokennever being heardor understo...
Posted by on Tue, 27 Sep 2005 22:48:00 GMT