Tuesday, November 27, 2007


So today I found out that there's a tooth underneath my nose that was just discovered. For one reason or another, my body thought that it needs a narwhal tooth.(maybe to make up for the molar it never gave me) But whats really spectacular is that it only started growing in the past few months. I am required to visit my freindly neighborhood oral surgeon to make sure that my horn grows in proper like. And if it needs removing, then that will be FIVE bone shards ripped from my skull. "Theis mouth ain't big enough fir the both ev us!!" If it really does grow into a fucking spike jabbing from my upper jaw, you guys can play ringtoss with it.

Saturday, November 24, 2007


Dear Friends,
I'd like to thank ye for putting up with my shit, dealing with my immature humour, and letting me be myself without telling me that its seriously annoying. I realize all the fucked up things I do (eating people's food, coming to people's houses unannounced, harassing people for trivial things for the sake of argument) are not helpful at all to anybody. Among other things, my lack of motivation keeps me from achiving much anything at all, and the little intrest I show in things that are actually important to me is also befuddling. My deepest respects to those who have the balls to power though my shenanigans.


Oh, but don't think this means I'm gonna grow up anytime soon.

Friday, November 23, 2007

Its Late

But nobody really cares. I am thankful that I don't have TB, because coughing up blood is seriously terrifying. What are YOU thankful for?

Monday, November 19, 2007

Smile If You're GAY

My mommo tried to cut my fingers off in the car window, and then I finished this picture of the weird lady who was yelling at me in my dream. Its one of the few artworks I have that I am satisfied with for the most part, check it out at my deviant art. (link to the left for you slowpokes)

Thursday, November 15, 2007


I do not, nor have a ever, been convinced my parents have the proper credentials to raise me. They can't raise me properly, they can't raise me poorly either, they are completely unable to raise me. They smoke weed three times a day, drink rather heavily, and are both so old that they could easily be my grandparents. I would feel safer if i could be in charge of my own life, instead it is in the hands of two incompitant old people. they shouldn't be telling me how to live my life when they aren't doing a very hot job themselves. And they've also managed to make everything less fun for me by ruining any and all excitement that ever existed in me. I am becoming more and more conviced that I truely and deeply hate them. There is only room for one true sith, and i am he.

Wednesday, November 7, 2007

sad faced

Do you know what blows the big one?

Thats right you dirty miserable fuck, its snow.