i've seen the wallpaper. i think it was at jeff's.
ANYWAY, the picture indicates a decline in the rights of passage of socks. See, while shoes go on to achieve bigger and better things, socks are left behind to mold.
mold, i realize, is not a verb. well, it is, but for a different meaning. anyway, i'm protesting on its behalf because rust is getting all the attention.
Shoes smell. Sorry, I am writing rude comments to everyone right now and I can't think of a good one for you and you. Allright. Let me think harder...
Ack. Nothing comes to mind. Allright. I have this really itchy cut on my foot. I think it's infected. But it is on the top of my foot, so I don't have to step on it.
Allright.
Whatever.
I think I am going to go into my backyard now and find some little animals to kill. Like ants or something. Or how about fish?
I wish I had a fish pond right now. I would fish for fish and then just leave them out on land to die. I have killed a lot of fish before. Especially baby fish. But then one day, my parents found out that I was killing baby fish and they yelled and made me feel guilty. I haven't killed any baby fish since then. Well, not directly. I mean flushing poison down your toilet isn't really a "direct" way to kill our friendly ocean friends.
Is any of this working for you?
Working as in is it rude and is it getting you mad at me?
Oh! Now I get it! I am not telling anyone else though!
1:12 PM, March 17, 2007
i'm too lazy to figure it out.
3:40 PM, March 17, 2007
i know. no one else does tho. not even you, joepoe.
7:30 PM, March 17, 2007
Go Digital Blasphemy!
7:35 PM, March 17, 2007
That's cause you're a nerd girl, angie.
1:06 PM, March 18, 2007
angie, can you tell me?
1:48 PM, March 18, 2007
u all wrong
i no wat iz
zeeba! keel de nayba!
-u frendlee naybahood croc
3:15 PM, March 18, 2007
hehe. pearls before swine.
2:49 PM, March 19, 2007
i know, for serious. i wast here when it became. so there.
5:18 PM, March 19, 2007
i've seen the wallpaper. i think it was at jeff's.
ANYWAY, the picture indicates a decline in the rights of passage of socks. See, while shoes go on to achieve bigger and better things, socks are left behind to mold.
mold, i realize, is not a verb. well, it is, but for a different meaning. anyway, i'm protesting on its behalf because rust is getting all the attention.
my point is,
6:37 PM, March 19, 2007
I think it is time to pose the question:
WHO CARES?
9:42 PM, March 19, 2007
it's a really cool picture, that's what it is...
5:30 PM, March 20, 2007
Singularities are fun. Except I don't want to visit one.
8:29 PM, March 20, 2007
Shoes smell. Sorry, I am writing rude comments to everyone right now and I can't think of a good one for you and you. Allright. Let me think harder...
Ack. Nothing comes to mind. Allright. I have this really itchy cut on my foot. I think it's infected. But it is on the top of my foot, so I don't have to step on it.
Allright.
Whatever.
I think I am going to go into my backyard now and find some little animals to kill. Like ants or something. Or how about fish?
I wish I had a fish pond right now. I would fish for fish and then just leave them out on land to die. I have killed a lot of fish before. Especially baby fish. But then one day, my parents found out that I was killing baby fish and they yelled and made me feel guilty. I haven't killed any baby fish since then. Well, not directly. I mean flushing poison down your toilet isn't really a "direct" way to kill our friendly ocean friends.
Is any of this working for you?
Working as in is it rude and is it getting you mad at me?
Huh?
Whatever
3:22 PM, March 23, 2007