tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97545162011-04-21T18:09:03.601-05:00...or regard for the consequences!the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.comBlogger2551100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-42344670236638617762008-04-01T04:19:00.002-05:002008-04-01T04:19:51.537-05:00

"There ain't no gold in California, and there ain't no Jesse James."-bum outside Jack in the Box

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i celebrated today by building a concrete block wall between my house and the street.

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we do what we must, because we can.thank you for helping us help you help us all.

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strange looking into someone's face and trying to imagine living together, wondering how it's possible that not long ago you shared a house with this stranger for years. strange thinking that this normal and unexciting face once shared your pillow, and looked completely different, glowing with the light of a different world seen through different eyes. strange seeing it replaced with something

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....coz i seem to spend alot of time waiting for stuff.i'd do better if i owned some warmer clothes, but i'm sure as fuck not going out in the cold to get some.

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...i have a blog. heh.

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-79502284603933568012007-10-20T02:09:00.000-05:002007-10-20T02:10:07.581-05:00

why do i just want to sleep?

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today i was told i resemble Bon Jovi. not exactly what i was going for when i cut my hair, but still cool.

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went there today. ungodly boring. couldn't stay awake. fucking useless.upside: for the first time since 2nd grade, i didn't get that depressing 'first day of school' feeling. i dunno if it's cause the weather's so weird, or if it's cause school really ended for me last semester (with booze and singing!) and this is just filling in the last 6 hours so i can graduate or what, but i didn't walk to

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something i like:molds and stencils and stamps and kilns. they're all very simple objects that, by virtue of being shaped funny, have awesome powers. for example, take a boring block of plaster, lumpy and unfinished, with an oddly-shaped hollow space inside. pour in some liquid, shake it a little and ignore it for an hour. come back later and pull out a perfectly formed rubber bonsai tree. neat!

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looking for volunteers who would like to fill in for me so i can quit being me. no qualifications necessary.

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-34015082868468710032007-08-14T09:05:00.000-05:002007-08-14T09:06:23.188-05:00

they love me in Canada.

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...coz i get bored when all you squares go to bed.

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here's something.

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-6224486142719449742007-08-04T04:00:00.000-05:002007-08-04T04:01:46.676-05:00

stories that end with '...and they laughed really hard' are not ever funny.

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i tried adding 'TX' to my info to get rid of that superfluous comma after 'Austin.' although i succeeded in making the existing comma sensical, it added a new superfluous comma after TX, presumably to entice me to clarify that i do, in fact, live in the Texas that's in the U.S.fuck it.

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if i could play the harmonica, i'd play it for you.

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-18365593237452416232007-06-12T04:23:00.000-05:002007-06-12T04:25:03.249-05:00

if i ever meet this Yahweh guy, i'm gonna challenge him to armwrestle. if he wins, he can damn me to hell for eternity, but if i win, he has to stop being such a dick.

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-66807267855239104092007-05-30T02:01:00.000-05:002007-06-12T04:27:34.440-05:00

i was looking at my music folder, apparently it contains 9,989 files in 833 folders.my first thought was, 'cool, i can max it out to 9,999 before i fight the next boss.'it's fun being a dork.update: 10,647 files and counting. guess i'll have to shoot for 999,999. Knights of the Round-style mp3 collection.

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it's that.

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hot and rainy

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also this, which is the same but bigger, and this, which is just for masochists who want to print me out and hang me on their wall.

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-69942142360687587052007-04-26T04:32:00.000-05:002007-04-26T04:44:58.066-05:00

very soon it will be my last summer ever. i've got a chemistry test next week, and a history exam and a philosophy paper the week after, but first i have to create some sort of video of something for performance art. also, karaoke next thursday instead of class.so am i teaching myself the chemistry from all the lectures i skipped? am i reading the two fucking novels i'm supposed to have read for

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-75468722679102767932007-04-19T06:57:00.000-05:002007-04-19T07:22:13.005-05:00

i've learned more from the internet than from 17 years of school, my parents, the church, the government, TV, movies, girls and drugs combined. that's saying alot, since i know some stuff about some things, if i may say so myself, which i am logically unqualified to do. anyway, i wanted to share the most disturbing thing the internet has taught me since i was probably 13 or so.I'm the victim of

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-63423423253991844222007-04-19T06:35:00.000-05:002007-04-19T06:55:37.611-05:00

i was exhaling a cloud of smoke and listening to Clapton play "Tears in Heaven" when i started wondering. so i hit next on winamp (it's got 48.6 gigs on shuffle right now) cause i was tired of how slow that song is and decided to wonder my wondering to the teeny tiny audience which is the internet. i'm referring, of course, to that portion of the internet which pays attention to me.so what i was

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-18705294874776058702007-04-06T02:16:00.001-05:002007-04-06T02:16:55.661-05:00

for the whiney shit that's been showing up lately.i needed to get laid pretty bad.

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-72604451735313281892007-03-23T02:40:00.000-05:002007-03-23T02:48:34.456-05:00

grab a burning hot piece of iron: just because it burns me doesn't mean i have to drop it.grab the girl i love: just because she makes me feel alive doesn't mean i shouldn't drop her.

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-57482038559668301532007-03-16T03:41:00.000-05:002007-03-16T03:50:51.015-05:00

when i was 11 or 12, i learned that it was my decision whether or not to react to any given stimulus. when i say learned, i mean internalized and generalized to all of my functioning. pain no longer made me flinch.it took a few years before i realized that life behind an invisible wall was pretty unfulfilling.i've never gotten out from behind it.

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-74494358278116436982007-03-12T01:56:00.000-05:002007-03-12T01:58:23.854-05:00

i can no longer remember what i was going to write here.

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-1171531267753806242007-02-15T03:15:00.001-06:002007-02-15T03:21:07.773-06:00

a refreshing change: typically when i have bits of metal sticking out of me, it's because i've fucked up quite badly.

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-1170971035970264032007-02-08T15:43:00.000-06:002007-02-08T15:43:56.003-06:00

I doubt my philosophy professor can pass a Turing test.

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-1169594814099540192007-01-23T17:22:00.000-06:002007-01-23T17:26:54.113-06:00

professors like questions of this type:"i don't understand what you said. could you say the exact same thing over and over, wording it slightly differently each time, until i understand or we all get bored and give up?"professors do not like questions of this type:"I understand what you're trying to say, but you said it wrong. this is what you actually meant, right?"

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-1168581582945427542007-01-11T23:47:00.000-06:002007-01-12T00:00:36.546-06:00

here's wishing Robert Anton Wilson a fun trip of many colors!we who follow behind will miss your loving mindfucks.Hail Eris!Hail! Hail! Hail! Hail! Hail!Hail Yeah!

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-1167878679197774672007-01-03T20:43:00.000-06:002007-01-03T20:44:39.213-06:00

remember awhile back, i suggested anyone with a pen ought to draw my depraved little comic strip? well, i got a pen for christmas.have a look.

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i got lost in south San Antonio at 4:30pm the Friday before Christmas.

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-1165793664942840742006-12-10T17:33:00.000-06:002006-12-10T17:34:24.953-06:00

no, not really that exciting, but i don't have to go to class for awhile.i'll probably play video games or something.

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-1163638123245404432006-11-15T18:40:00.000-06:002006-11-15T18:48:43.256-06:00

and my last night being 22.23 is a good number, as anyone who knows Eris can tell you. it's older than i've ever been before, though, and i must admit i'm a little intimidated. i guess i figured i'd be less of a goober by the time i was as old as 23 seemed.i think this kind of thing every year, of course, but it just keeps getting worse.

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-1162454521963455942006-11-02T01:57:00.000-06:002006-11-02T02:02:01.976-06:00

c'mon, build a machine.we're 10-billion year-old carbon,and we got to get ourselves back to the garden.

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-1162074311608085222006-10-28T17:24:00.000-05:002006-10-28T17:25:11.620-05:00

i need your suggestions for a halloween costume, and make it snappy, damnit.

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-1160991035210652082006-10-16T04:26:00.000-05:002006-10-16T04:30:35.226-05:00

Man to dog: ...blah blah blah blah cause i've got a thumb, you see! superior evolution, damnit! that's why we rule the world!Dog to himself: wish he'd shut up and actually use that can opener...Dolphin A: If you had a thumb, what would you do with it? Hitch hike?Dolphin B: I'd stick it up your butt!Both: HAHAHAHAHA!Dolphin A: Awesome.

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had a nice night last night. this place is pretty cool. now i just have to move the rest of my stuff and clean the old place.

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-1159942035197147412006-10-04T01:04:00.000-05:002006-10-04T01:07:15.210-05:00

that's right, the computer and, ostensibly, i have moved to my brand-spanking-new, built-that-fucker-myself apartment/studio/fortress of solitude.i'm even sleeping here tonight....alone.

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You cannot kill what is already dead!

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We don't rent pigs.

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okay, we'll take it in small steps. prepare to be patronized.- Step One: You Think, Therefore You Areyou'll admit that you exist. are conscious, sentient, possessing a soul or whatever, a real person for whatever that's worth. good.- Two: Stepping Past Solipsismyou walk up to another living human being. you say hi, they greet you in turn. despite a complete lack of reliable evidence, you assume

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-1157490226295892752006-09-05T15:52:00.000-05:002006-09-05T16:03:46.336-05:00

i'm buying a potters' wheel and finishing my house and we bought a bunch of plants and it finally rained.court cancelled on us.

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hate hate hate. everything sucks after i go to school. well, not everything, mostly just people and everything they do. everyone dies someday, and that's really satisfying to me as i walk home.then i get home. an hour later, everything's alot better. you people all still suck, but i'm cool with it as long as you stay out of my house.education is a farce.

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i gotta go to class tomorrow. so much left undone...

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go here.not because there's any reason to, you just should.thanks.

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-1154652654104755512006-08-03T19:43:00.000-05:002006-08-03T19:50:54.126-05:00

i'm making rubber mushrooms. it's harder than you'd think.for example: just what is the best way to make a mold for gills? or the veil? how do i get the super-fine texture to show up? can i pull of two or three color pours without getting liquid rubber all over the carpet? and just how the hell am i going to get this floppy rubber to support its own weight?there are many mysteries and challenges

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-1154368289518437482006-07-31T12:49:00.000-05:002006-07-31T12:51:29.533-05:00

it is Smunday today. i will not be lifting any heavy objects for at least 24 hours.

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-1154065638747136972006-07-28T00:46:00.000-05:002006-07-28T00:47:35.493-05:00

finally finished the sheetrock.

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-1153551770296343042006-07-22T01:58:00.000-05:002006-07-22T02:02:50.306-05:00

doing math for kicks:sheetrock. 5 loads of 11 pairs is 110 sheets of 4' x 8' x 1/2" gypsum board. they weigh 67 lbs. each.ask your calculator: it's 7370 lbs.i did it in my head, because it's nice to be a little distracted while carrying the shit up stairs.

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Don't ask me; I'm tired.

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Yesterday I painted walls all afternoon and then we sealed the wood floor in the apartment. Today I'll be installing sheetrock. Each sheet weighs 67 lbs. When I tried to go to sleep last night, I got bored and played computer games until... now. It's about noon, I should go take a shower and get ready to work.No time even to eat what I grow. I'm sleepy.

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a few of you may know that when Sunday extends into Monday it's called Smunday. today i will explain what happens to the week when the weekend never ends.after Smunday comes Snoozeday, followed by Svensday, named for Sven, a very lazy Finnish man. this of course is followed by Slursday, and then comes Friday, which doesn't get a new name just because you're not being productive; Fridays are like

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-1152168277547390232006-07-06T01:43:00.000-05:002006-07-06T07:42:37.166-05:00

Non-smokers should use care when handling the brownies.

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works of fire.fire really works, man.

the autophobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04352722866684335961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754516.post-1151023489932996262006-06-22T19:42:00.000-05:002006-06-22T19:44:49.993-05:00

he said i sound good. he said i sound like i'm about 50 years old.i wonder what that means.

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driving out highway 71 (i think) there are little signs by the shoulder that say stuff like 'weird plants, 3 mi on left" and "rare cacti, succulents" and also "magnetic jewelry" for some reason. we stopped there on sunday, and they really do have weird plants and magnetic jewelry, and also bad prints in overpriced frames. we bought weird plants. they are cool. these are they.This one's mine, one

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i was having a pleasant moment's relaxation, pausing between farming and remodelling, thinking of making some food, when i was Disturbed by a phone call from some girl with a script, asking me to donate money to some Dead Pig foundation for the sad families left behind to, most likely (statistically speaking), recover from the physical and psychological abuse inflicted by an alcoholic wifebeater

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you might remember this from a long time ago: politics and religion are passe, sex and death are much better topics for inappropriate discussion in mixed crowds. it's in the same spirit that we present our topic for today: Self-Mutilation.anyone who's tried it is probably familiar with a fascinating phenomenon: cutting yourself isn't nearly as bad as making yourself cut yourself. i believe that

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Just a quick tip for anyone who has or might reproduce for some reason. Before you go encouraging your kid to read, consider the possible hazards involved.Other than the obvious abuse and depression normally associated with being a nerd, geek or freak (which is probably good for you, in my opinion) there are serious neurological issues to think about. Reading alot during the developmental years

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...with organic robots piloted by unstable fourteen-year-olds.Christianity looks awesome as an anime.

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I don't know if I spelled that right.edit: I did. Type it into Wikipedia for your daily dose of neurophysiology.

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Everyone knows Wal-Mart devours its competition, but no one has yet grasped the true seriousness of the situation.The future: Wal-Mart continues to expand and diversify, evolving from Super Wal-Marts into Ultra Wal-Marts and Uber Wal-Marts, until finally the entire surface of the Earth is converted into seven Omega-Marts, one on each continent. Everyone will work for Wal-Mart, rent apartments

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This right here. Yep.

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but i'm not using it to post this.

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outside an enormous, ornate gate made entirely out of gold, glass and precious stones (budget allowing). a bored-looking ANGEL stands guard. he registers extreme surprise when a scruffy-looking FREAK approaches.FREAK (friendly): Hey there.ANGEL: Wha-- !FREAK: I was wondering...ANGEL (interrupting): Who are you?!FREAK: Oh, I'm Chris, nice to meet --ANGEL(interrupting): You're supposed to be

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why is there a helicopter with a searchlight circling a point somewhere a few blocks south of here at 3:30 in the morning? who does one ask to find out such things?

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Ranchovies are the result of an unholy union between cow and fish.

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just a few minutes ago the phone rang, and when i picked it up a female voice was saying something about a chair. I heard, "...chair. wicker chair. rocking chair." and then they hung up.for some reason, i found this highly amusing and vaguely creepy at the same time.

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i drew this at about 10 this morning. i only went to that class to turn in the paper that was due, so i was trying my best to ignore the brain-damaged grad student who was rambling stream of consciousness and alternating between cajolery and subterfuge in her failed attempts to ellicit a response from any of us.anyway, this.

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this.

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i've had all morning to think about it, and here's what i've come up with.you should break shit.America is fucked. You can't fix it, and neither can i and neither can they. unless (like magic!) everything changes a whole lot very quickly, we're doomed to ride this shit out as it collapses under it own weight, and trying to fix stuff too hard is futile. thereforewe're in the damage control phase,

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didn't draw anything in class today, coz i had to sit in a courtroom in llano this morning instead. rather, i had to wake up at 6, drive to south austin with dad, drive to llano with dad and a lawyer, sit in a courtroom and freeze, then drive back to austin. instead of sitting in class and listen to people talk, i sat in a car and a redneck court and listened to people talk. it was a drag, since

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i didn't draw this today, but rather during a lecture a few weeks ago, but I liked it, and didn't have class today what with it being Good Friday and suchlike, so here you go.There.

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so here's what i drew in class in class today.One Spool Industrial Strength TeethRibbonNoseCreature SmokingI figured I'd start sticking the crap I doodle in lectures up here to amuse and alarm you. Keep in mind this is shit I drew while sitting in a tiny fold-up desk and listening to some prof ramble about the Cold War or mortality rates of second generation immigrants or the sociological impact

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Popples are now an endangered species. If you see one, do not attempt to trap it.

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I was sitting on the porch a few minutes ago, and something fell on my head.I should back up. This morning, I woke up first when they started digging a pit in the street about 50 yards from my house, and second when Stefanie, who felt crappy, came to lay down and feel crappy with me. The third time, I got up, put on my boots and smoked my penultimate cigarette as I walked past the traffic

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so if fire it just extremely rapid exothermic oxidation, maintained as a chain reaction by the abundance of oxygen in the atmosphere, wouldn't that mean that any chemical reaction that required some heat to trigger, and which produced enough heat to maintain itself, in the presence of whatever chemicals we're talking about in a free and usable form, would create a fire-like thing without

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what's up, eh?

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reference: AnomieIf you're wondering, here's what's up in America, right now and in the future.Brief history: Gen-Xers where on the front end of the anomie wave in the early 90s, reacting to the tech bubble (both economic and social change) and turned to yuppyistic materialism and crap they liked as kids in the 80s for comfort. Next came my generation, banally yet appropriately label Generation Y

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"Well, it's... in a baggie." -Lera

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Made this. Out of stuff I found in the backyard.....referring specifically to the easel, not the other things in the picture which i made.(to be fair, the hinges were found stashed under the house.)

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Here's what I drew just now. This.

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so, if you spit on a guy, you're going to get punched. everyone knows this. if you've ever gotten spat on, you know all about this. i guess it's just cultural, but when someone intentionally spits on you it makes you want to hurt them really bad.of course, there are laws against hurting people really bad, presumably even if they spit on you.so what do you think? if everyone knows that when X

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Pure in heart, like uncut jade,he cleared the muddy waterby leaving it alone, stupid.

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so we can't really see reality, we can just see the impressions made by its interaction with our sensory apparatii, right? therefore, no idea is objectively true, but rather has the potential to be practically useful. so an idea is true insofar as it may be utilized to achieve a desired outcome. thus, thought is a tool, to be picked up and set down, reconfigured as deemed necessary and generally

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Xenogears is fucking excellent.

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...fuck.

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...and our mailman's a goofy bastard. Nice guy, tho.

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There's nothing to do but dishes and homework.

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Save 'rupture' for last.

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not really a post.

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some asshole's mansion was over-run with zombies again. we were doing alright till i ran out of ammo, then i started having to scavenge for weapons in the attic and shit. i found a really shitty crossbow, and an electric stick with whirlyblades. meanwhile, one of the zombies had found a stick that shot plasmaball lightning bolts, so i decided it was time to wake up.analyze that, freud.

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Prepare to revolve, bitches!

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have a Jesusy Christchrist and a Christy New Christ.

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