Continuing with "my series" called FIVE YEARS AGO TODAY, five years ago today, I was doing a fantasy football mock draft when one of the participants trolled for phone sex in the chat area. 732 was basically the area code for where I was living at the time which made this even more creepy.

am closing in on 17,000 photos in my Flickr account and some of them, sources say, may even be beautiful

My Twitter avatar means post office in Japanese? Maybe.

Angelhare, the Saintly Bunny

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Say it with me...

I AM!

... ELEPHANT WINTER!

GoDaddy doesn't understand this shit at all.

I walked into a Target yesterday, ostensibly to purchase two pairs of shorts (one for working out/running, etc. and a nicer pair to 'wear around places and such') but I was so struck by [corporate malaise??] that I turned around, no more than twenty feet inside the building, peed in the bathroom and left. I am going to go to the thrift store in my 'hood later today.

†he ECLIPSE-JUICE™ is my power now.
I don'† need food.

-MGMT

maybe there is nothing inherently wrong with being supremely aggressive/confident (alpha) and good at Jeopardy! (the game show) .... maybe you can fuck right off if you think otherwise, ya bitch

the only thing i've had to eat since ECLIPSAGETTIN' is a red&white-striped peppermint candy (#EclipseDietFTW)

π - 𝔾𝕃𝕐ℙℍ𝕆𝕊𝕋∂𝕋𝔼 - π

The eclipse was so underwhelming, one could argue, that the cosmic force one was anticipating––that of the total and complete life-changing variety––not only didn't come, but was so absent that its blank energy worked, symbolically, in a much stronger, more fervent way, and life did change, completely, after all.