I only look that way because you have to think about the answers for these. The less I think, the happier I am. Ignorance is bliss, I guess.
Life’s A Show…
Which Buffy Musical Song Are You?
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I only look that way because you have to think about the answers for these. The less I think, the happier I am. Ignorance is bliss, I guess.
Life’s A Show…
Which Buffy Musical Song Are You?
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So, does anyone besides Amy read these blatherings of mine? I’m just curious, really. It’s just nice to have a place to set down my thoughts. Any audience is just an added bonus (I suppose. Maybe. Depends how paranoid I am that particular day.)
I don’t know what’s worse, having three hours with nothing to do, or having three hours with a big giant project that you don’t want to do looming over your head. Thankfully, that’s a rhetorical question, as I have nothing looming over me.
Having met with Mike P. last night, I’ve got a few ideas for Picasso, hopefully we can pull it all off in the Armory.
Wowsers! The entire sky just lit up, and I swear something just blew up out there. This is my first real thunderstorm since I moved to Illinois. Sounds like it’s getting closer. Wonder what the Weather Channel has to say about this?
Snuffy’s Suicide Attempts
Poor baby, life is rough for you, huh? No one
seems to see you, no one notices your pain–
except for your friend Big Bird, but he’s always
off hanging out with his other friends. You
wish you were him, all happy and curious and
popular and bright yellow. You feel like his
shadow anymore, like the only reason you exist
is to amuse him. It’s hard being somebody’s
imaginary friend. But stop trying to kill
yourself–imaginary people can’t kill
themselves. Sorry. And hey, maybe tomorrow
you’ll feel better!
Someday people will see you, I promise.
Which Sesame Street Muppet’s Dark Secret Are You?
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And also the letter S and the number 3.
Followed Shortly by
You come from Dark Water. You are solitary and
find peace in yourself, or maybe you’re
turmoiled but pull off peace.
Where Did Your Soul Originate?
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Judge for yourself what this means
Great googly moogly, I just saw the most bizarre commercial ever for a prescription drug. Nobody ever needs to see the Frankenstein monster doing yoga or playing the guitar, especially to hawk something called Osteo Biflex