I went to this party that preceded a contest that preceded a parade. The occasion? Beards. Something like the "World's Annual Beard Contest". One guy had a fucking windmill shaped on his beard. A windmill made of hair. I tried talking to a few of them at the party and they were all very nice people- I think I want to grow a beard and then go on the contest. Lots of them had never been to Alaska and were from places like Germany and Sweden. I ended up looking very silly trying to speak English to a table full of foreigners. Anyway, I'm enjoying being back home and maybe I'll end up getting some more poetry here- or lyrics more likely.





Meh, I get to read it now, at least. ^^
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"I come not to bury poetry
but to blow it up"
- David Lerner, Mein Kampf
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. . . "Beware, and be on your guard against every form of greed; for not {even} when one has an abundance does his life consist of his possessions."
-Jesus of Nazareth, Luke 12:15
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[link] Counting Clouds - an exciting book!
[link] My tutorials!
If you LOVE it then suggest it to a GM - now!
I think not.
But even if you were a boring gray box, I'd still love you.
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Sea turtles mate...
I'm from Alaska. Bitch.
It's incredibly amazing.
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"I come not to bury poetry
but to blow it up"
- David Lerner, Mein Kampf
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Heck yeah man.
"Go confidently in the direction of your dreams." -HDT
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