flushed caliginous ashen pale / portions for foxes
August 24th, 2010
Thanks, roomies.
Even in pictures it’s apparent that the modern domesticated silver fox has lost something integral to the vulpes vulpes seed that began the breeding program. They’re still adorable, just different, “more dog-like”.
It’s not what I want in my fox.
Find a red fox kit. Put in your time.
Maybe one day it will let you feed it. Sometimes.
Maybe one day it will sleep at the foot of your bed. Sometimes.
Today at work, I freaked out after the guy who doored me bled all over my face.
Earlier, I let Patient Zero bite me for fun.
I’ve given up trying to fill in my quadrants.
Mordicai has suggested arsenicCatnip probably plays a role in every shade of mine, which would explain a lot.
Trolls sure are weird!
Seriously, though, I want a fox.
YoU jUsT gOt To Be GoInG wItH wHaT fEeLs RiGhT aT wHeRe YoUr HeArT’s Up In, YoU kNoW?
1 Comment »you’re still goin’ strong
August 19th, 2010
Something is seriously wrong with me today.
2 Comments »IT’S FINE I DON’T REALLY MIND THE STABBING
July 29th, 2010
It was all a misunderstanding.
I empathize with Wily enough for “The Good Doctor” to carry me over the bridge.
By the time I get to the Flatbush climb, “How the World Fell Under Darkness” starts up, and I pay my penance.
Immediately upon hitting Prospect Ave, “Breaking Out” comes on, I switch metaphors, and charge home.
The thing is, James is clearly Equius, so who is Aradia? And how did Nepetericat manage to captchalogue that?
I really need to quit fucking around and finish postprocessing the wedding photos.
see this is what america is all about
you can wrestle a thousand bears
and chew on a billion knives
but in the end
unless you have a competent sidekick to back you up
you are going to die of a gunshot wound while fucking a coyote
motherfuckin’ spill it, don’t be all keepin’ that shit bottled up
July 14th, 2010
If there’s stuff you want to get off your chest, dude, like I said, I’m fuckin’ here for a motherfucker.
Kind of like a miracle, how it’s always there.
It never goes away, you know?
1 Comment »that wheat is well and truly cut
July 5th, 2010
Tron is the shit. She kicked out 20+ tattoos last night. Photo by Tak. Mine are post-jump.
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he’s on fire
June 24th, 2010
Rumble Thru The Bronx VII
26 June 2010
Assemble: Joyce Kilmer Park
Reg: 1200 HRS
Race: 1300 HRS
$20 = Race, shirt, beach party, raffle
If you aren’t going to race, you should still come rumble.
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