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[09 Aug 2006|01:36pm] |
Natalie:
my house unrestless darling, arrest this text take me captive (my lips are locked but have you got the key?) under secret cover with my darling how's unrest?
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[12 Jul 2006|04:37pm] |
Apparently Myspace generates almost 2 percent of all internet site visits.
Ew. Boycott communication.
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| Splendid |
[11 Jun 2006|11:57am] |
When you look at a sugar bowl, there are varieties to choose from. One of them happens to be Splenda. How delightful. Splenda... it's such a pretty word.
There is a herd of aphids that are set on becoming my insect entourage. They follow me wherever I set off to. I rather like it.
The possessive word "my" is at the bottom of my list.
The possessive word "your" is even further below that.
Besides the mere idea of the following deuce statements above being ridiculous and infeasible, there is a matter of serenity at hand. Which hand is debatable, as is the spelling of debatable, but the wrong hand seems to be winning out.
Victorious battle? Or legend-won war?
My neck itches. I think I'll scratch it with my grown out nails I use to be darling with in the work place. The two work places. The most beautiful girl in the world will have carpel tunnel syndrome in ten years.
I guarantee it like I guarantee myself being reliable.
Reliant K is summer music? No, just a summer word. Gershwin is summer.
Woo, I say, woo. And there is only one applicable way to employ the word. Thank you Cupid, for a terrible three months of a junior, senior season.
Le spectacle de cabaret d'encens en vie long: plus dur, plus rapide, plus fort, plus long.
The Fifteen point Three Five Four Mile long adventure/scavenger hunt with commentary ( Read more... ) Thank you.
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| This is your summer and it's ending one minute at a time |
[09 Jun 2006|08:26am] |
As of this moment, I already know I am going to be a workaholic.
Great.
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| Sausage is for dinosaurs |
[30 May 2006|09:32pm] |
For your information and sound of mind, the creature in the background of my website is named a
"fagtor" sometimes referred to as the "fagator" as a formal side note.
The history The history of the fagtor is quite vague in any given textbook, but what we do know about them is clear: It's a dinosaur, it's a dinosaur, and it's a dinosaur that's not gay. At all. The "fag" in the fagtor actually stands for fag-a-lot. Do you know what that means? Me neither. The fagtor is almost extinct in the state of Illinois. No other species or variations are known to mankind. Probably because it is a fictional character brought into creation by myself and some other person (Matt(c)hew I think). See? Very detailed.
Doodle the fagtor The fagtor is drawn with a rectangle mouth, a spiked head and tail with one eye. Arms are usually optional.
Going, going... save the FAGTOR! Born into the cruel world, the fagtor attacks when it is threatened by other fagtors by making its arms go into circles and breathing hard. An essential part of the ecosystem, the fagtor folds underwear and puts it on your bed, assists old women and babies cross the street safely in Paris, and reduces the minority population each and every day. Fast dwindling, the number of fagtors in the wild has been reduced to almost less than 4 and 20 individuals. Their friendly nature and calm demeanor makes them darling pets.
Final Plea Please, adopt a fagot today. Bring one home for yourself! Support the fagAtor's cause and get babies to the side with greener grass.
Additional Information www.donot.com/search/fagtor/ontheNetzz/its_super_gross
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| Watch out |
[12 May 2006|01:06am] |
Remember these so I don't seduce you with them later:
Hey, baby; wanna test the 'k' of my bedsprings?
Are you the square root of 2? Because I feel irrational when I am around you.
How can I know so many hundreds of digits of pi and not the digits of your phone #?
You are one well-defined function.
Hey, baby - wanna be sinusoidal functions? We could oscillate horizontally¡K
Want a hot Euler body massage?
Oman, I want Djibouti!
Hey baby, how about I tinker with your software while you turn on my hardware?"
Hey, you're O positive too? Guess you're my type!
Remember my species - you'll be classifying it later.
Why don't you come over later so you can balance my equation?
Asexual reproduction is for pansies. Let's get together later to converge.
Hey, I'd like to sample your population.
I think I need to work on the structural formula of your fatty acid.
I'm just a cute piece of DNA who is still looking for that special transcription factor to help me unwind.
Hey baby, can I be your DNA helicase? 'Cause I can unzip your genes
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| Pinkerton |
[28 Apr 2006|01:02am] |
For those who do not see me on a regular basis. It's pink.
Precise swears it tastes like cotton candy.
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[27 Apr 2006|08:52am] |
I want to go fly a kite before prom. We will too.
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[23 Apr 2006|09:46pm] |
A grandeur majesty thank you
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