I hate hearing bad things about new, fun people.
I hate hearing bad things about new, fun people. This world is far too small.
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Pixel Q. refuses to talk about himself. If thou wishest, thou may infer from his blog what thou wishest.
Say what you will, but Jack Johnson is not good workout music.
Say what you will, but Jack Johnson is not good workout music.
Drunk tweeting.
Drunk tweeting. Next is drunk texting then drunk facebooking… And that can’t end well for anyone.
I need to stop tweeting from the bathroom.
I need to stop tweeting from the bathroom. (This message was sent from the municipal sewer.)
Automated towel dispensers never recognize me waving my hands.
Automated towel dispensers never recognize me waving my hands. I swear I’m not a vampire!
If I keep imagining that sad Charlie Brown song, I’m going to develop horrible posture.
If I keep imagining that sad Charlie Brown song, I’m going to develop horrible posture.
I always get scared of things that are too easy: questions, women, bake ovens.
I always get scared of things that are too easy: questions, women, bake ovens…
Why is it that high school TV series only ever show you how students interact with one teacher?
Why is it that high school TV series only ever show you how students interact with one teacher?
I’m going to see Hot Tub Time Machine opening night! Closing night, too! But that’s probably going to be the same night.
I’m going to see Hot Tub Time Machine opening night! Closing night, too! But that’s probably going to be the same night.
I mean, I speak that particular language.
I mean, I speak that particular language. (Español, para mis amigos ignorantes.) But it’s scary to know people look at that stuff.