The last post was my first drafted post. This one is my first picture. Enjoy: (Gacked from Lauren) ((Gacked the word ‘gacked’ from Lauren)) (((She’s the one who is a female human. I met most of these people last year…
The problem with being quasi–political, quasi–intellectual, quasi–odd, and quasi–funny is that nobody is ever satisfied. If I write “poop,” 50% of my fans are disappointed, and 25% accuse me of cheapening honest discourse and making my ‘side’ seem stupid. If…
People who say that a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush have obviously never had two in the bush 😉
What is right? Freak if I know. I can’t even define ‘red’ or ‘salt’ without using ‘reddish’ or ‘salty.’ But maybe that’s exactly it. Right isn’t something you get taught. It’s something you observe. You learn right from ostention,– which…
This is My 93rd Post!! Yey!! Yey!! Where’s the party at? note: I do know that that was a preposition that I ended the sentence in. But I just couldn’t help it.
Wow. I just finished the last issue of last year. I’m a bit behind, as you can tell by this self-referrential link. Yeah. Now to finish the next one before the deadline of February 5th. Yikes. Still, post a comment…
wuzzle wazzle?
“Do it now. You’ve been swallowing the truth for all of these years. Tell him to stop.” — Law & Order: SVU That’s not the only thing that he’s swallowed. He heh…
So T-Rob is planning on hiking the Appalachian mountains after graduation. I think I’m going to go with him. C’mon, what else am I going to do with those 6 months?
Less than T-Rob. Less by $187, 562… I’m worth $1,914,142. Edit (June 17, 2024): 19 years later, I’m worth $2,095,152. That’s an average of earning 4.76 an hour for 19 years. Oof, that hurts.