Today i cleaned out my closet, and that took me most of the day. it was tres messy. it was like looking through a five foot by five foot by two foot time capsule. I came across so many old drawings, and doodles, and many other little trinkets of my childhood and highschool career.
The coolest thing i found was my very first sketchbook.
Yesterday was a long kinda weird day. i was done school at like 11 am, and had nothing to do afterwards except get into trouble. which i did.
there'll be comic soon.
Zen Album of the Day: Cat Power -- The Greatest
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I bet you got high in some sketch van, in some sketch parking garage,in some sketch town, with some sketch friend. Am i close?
Nah, I bet he was just being his old breath taking, too attrative for public self.
you're both very close. anonymous #2 is clearly closer.
It's a given. How is it that you are single? Boggles the mind it does.
i have gotten wind that he is taken.
fools! anonymity gives you nothing!
reveal yourselves!
When the time is right Burke, when the time is right. And right now, anonymity is giving me my identity.
Taken you say? And by who exactly?
someone who is no one is everyone. everyone has no identity!
Ok. Thats fair.
But whos the lucky lady?
I know this site is a place for me to talk about some aspects of my personal life, but not all aspects...
I'm the lucky lady.
(sorry Drew)
And who might you be?
bwahahahaa the irony
Vomit all over your mothers.
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