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At least I have this cool forum graphic which I made ALL BY MYSELF.
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I've really got to finish a novel. Work on my design portfolio. Practice my Euphonium. Clean House. Look for a job. Get a Job. Feed the huz-B. Feed the dogs. Check the FB status. Shut up dogs! Look at that dead rosebush. I have to drain the water out of that pot.
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Fine. Go away, I don't care. I don't need your hugs or your hugboxes, or your hugsafes, or your hug bomb shelters --sniff--
Besides. I've really got to finish a novel. Work on my design portfolio. Practice my Euphonium. Clean House. Look for a job. Get a Job. Feed the huz-B. Feed the dogs. Check the FB status. Shut up dogs! Look at that dead rosebush. I have to drain the water out of that pot.
Besides. I've really got to finish a novel. Work on my design portfolio. Practice my Euphonium. Clean House. Look for a job. Get a Job. Feed the huz-B. Feed the dogs. Check the FB status. Shut up dogs! Look at that dead rosebush. I have to drain the water out of that pot.
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"OOh gawd yeah. How'd you know?"
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No, how to pull of this page without looking like an MPD spaz? eh, whatever. I'll probably just wind up offending everyone anyways.
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No, how to pull of this page without looking like an MPD spaz? eh, whatever. I'll probably just wind up offending everyone anyways.anyways.
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"Meh. When I get over myself perhaps I will. WILL SOMEONE PLEASE PITY MEEE"
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"Meh. When I get over myself perhaps I will.
WILL SOMEONE PLEASE PITYMEEE"
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WILL SOMEONE PLEASE PITY
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The tentative page. Formatting may come later.\\ For now it will just have to do. I feel terrible. Here I sit with an IT degree and I have never messed around with wiki. Well, When I sort things out, rest assured there will be a bigger page, a better page. A page with bells and whistles, banners and lace. A page worthy of an artist. . . or at least a crazy person.
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"Yeah yeah, Yeah" cries the left side of my brain. "It's personification. They get it, ok?"
"lrhf;dlksa Colors!" mumbles the right half, unintelligible as always, but of course, it's sheer brilliance causes the head to turn in the direction of the window. Indeed, colors. Hey look. My troper page is white, my wall is green, apartments are white, then the green grass then the facing white apartments, then the green trees, then the white overcast sky! My life is stripey Glee!!!^_^
"Hoy, you're wasting time here." says the left half. the dog barks at
"Ok, so my life is stripey" butts in an emo thought. "Stripey like this prison you've made for yourself. Jobless, married, over 30, in debt from pursuing 3 degrees, none of which have netted me anything."
"Yeah, yeah, but I'm an '''artist''' and i ''suffer'' you know, I'm the martyr that nobody knows about. So, if I'm successful one, that's great, but if I fail, I am truly tragic. Either way I win.
"Yeah, yeah, drama llama. A martyr without fanbois is just a
"Thank you o mighty superego. I thought I buried you seven years ago, ''mom''"
"It was six. And a half. You're just addicted to the internet, face it, quit being lazy."
"Meh. When I get over myself perhaps I will. WILL SOMEONE PLEASE PITY MEEE"
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I've really got to finish a novel. Work on my design portfolio. Practice my Euphonium. Clean House. Look for a job. Get a Job. Feed the huz-B. Feed the dogs. Check the FB status. Shut up dogs! Look at that dead rosebush. I have to drain the water out of that pot.
Alastair from Dragon Age mumbles "Do this, Do that"
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"Hoy I'm hungry!''' little voice.
"Hey, Tuef, you hungry."
"OOh gawd yeah. How'd you know?"
"Eh, I'm your wife. I just know."
No, how to pull of this page without looking like an MPD spaz? eh, whatever. I'll probably just wind up offending everyone anyways.
