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Edited by GastonRabbit on Nov 11th 2022 at 8:59:38 AM
I still wanna wear rainbows.
And probably will until I actually seek out rainbow clothing and see it's ridiculously ugly.
Heapers’ HangoutOne of my favourite shirts is a brown v-neck.
I also need more v-necks.
Ah, so this story coincides with the Serial Killer Convention the Corinthean set up in The Sandman. Neat.
edited 4th May '11 9:24:01 PM by LuckyRevenant
"I can't imagine what Hell will have in store, but I know when I'm there, I won't wander anymore."Is it bad that every time AU mentions something about his appearance I start wondering what he looks like?
(Though I guess I do this with everyone, really)
Heapers’ HangoutI am not a man who concerns himself much with what he wears.
What's the frequency Kenneth?|In case of war.Now reading the first issue of Alan Moore's Swamp Thing and seeing Matt alive and not a raven is weird for me.
"I can't imagine what Hell will have in store, but I know when I'm there, I won't wander anymore."Argh, I wish I could stay and hang out, but I should have been in bed an hour and a half ago :P
Anyway, had a relatively productive day at work today. Had to go by Granny's again, which I really don't like because the more you see her, the more she picks on you. Today, it was "oh Lee, you ought to find yourself a girlfriend and get married and have kids because you're not getting any younger..."
It's one of the few times she's not only caught me off guard, but found a subject that really upsets me. Anyone who's known me for any length of time knows that I have trouble attracting women. Then again, Granny is pretty much a black belt in pissing people off. x.x
That and trying to find parking on the street near her apartment is pretty much impossible. The parking in her lot is reserved, and I don't want people bugging me about parking there...but if there's no parking, I have to either chance it, park a half-mile away and kill myself walking it, or find a pay lot nearby (ahahahahahahahaha) and take the bus over (can you say "hours-long clusterfuck"?) Or just not bother, but for reasons I won't go into here, that's not really an option.
Oh well. Now I need to get to sleep. Good night!
edited 4th May '11 10:20:44 PM by lee4hmz
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Blue, white, and brown for me.