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How you gonna wave hello or goodbye
when your hands are tied?
A few words
"When we describe the Moon as dead, we are describing the deadness in ourselves. When we find space so hideously void, we are describing our own unbearable emptiness."
―D.H. Lawrence

"Is the meaning of life defined by its duration? Or does life have a purpose so large that it doesn't have to be prolonged at any cost to preserve its meaning?"

"Living is not good, but living well. The wise man, therefore, lives as well as he should, not as long as he can... He will always think of life in terms of quality not quantity... Dying early or late is of no relevance, dying well or ill is... even if it is true that while there is life there is hope, life is not to be bought at any cost."
―Seneca

"People will tell you nothing matters, the whole world's about to end soon anyway. Those people are looking at life the wrong way. I mean, things don't need to last forever to be perfect."
―Daydream Nation

"All Bette's stories have happy endings. That's because she knows where to stop. She's realized the real problem with stories — if you keep them going long enough, they always end in death."
―The Sandman: Preludes & Nocturnes

“The road now stretched across open country, and it occurred to me - not by way of protest, not as a symbol, or anything like that, but merely as a novel experience - that since I had disregarded all laws of humanity, I might as well disregard the rules of traffic. So I crossed to the left side of the highway and checked the feeling, and the feeling was good. It was a pleasant diaphragmal melting, with elements of diffused tactility, all this enhanced by the thought that nothing could be nearer to the elimination of basic physical laws than deliberately driving on the wrong site of the road.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita






TICoSME
Musicalities!
Kill that boredom!
Binder Paper Comics

Web Comics and Such
A Distant Soil (Some nudity)
The Adventures of Gyno-Star (Some explicit stuff)
Aquapunk
Axe Cop
Basic Instructions
Bear Nuts
Beeserker

Blue Milk Special
Bobbins
Broodhollow
Bug
Buttersafe
Camp Weedonwantcha
Chainsawsuit
ChannelATE
Cigarro & Cerveja
Conspiracy Friends!
Crunchy Bunches

Curia Regis
Cyanide and Happiness
dead winter (has some explicit stuff)
Devilbear: The Grimoires of Bearalzebub (PG-13?)
Diesel Sweeties
Distillum
DUBBLEBABY
Dumm Comics
Eat That Toast!
Ectopiary (Some nudity)
E-merl.com
The End
Evil Diva
Evil Inc.
Existential Comics
The Fancy Adventures of Jack Cannon
For Lack of a Better Comic
Forming (Explicit)

Girls with Slingshots (some explicit stuff...?)
Mirror
Hark! A Vagrant
Head Doctor Productions
Hollow Mountain
IDK Comics
Inscribing Ardi
The Intrepid Girlbot
JBabb Comics
The Last Halloween
Last Train to Old Town
L.A.W.L.S.
The League of Evil Genius

Legend of Bill
Living With Insanity (some nudity)
Love Me Nice
Married to the Sea
Meaty Yogurt
Medium Large
The Meek
Metacarpolis
Monsterhood
Monsterkind
The Moon Prince
Moon Town
Moth (Some nudity)
Mr. Lovenstein
Muddlers Beat

Natalie Dee
Nedroid
The Non-Adventures of Wonderella
Optipess
Out There
Phuzzy Comics
P.I. Jane
Political Cartoonists Index
Poorly Drawn Lines
Powernap
The Property of Hate
Red Meat
Rice Boy
Robbie and Bobby
Rosscott, Inc.
Safely Endangered
Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Savage Chickens
Scenes from a Multiverse
The Secret Knots
Serenity Rose
Stand Still. Stay Silent
Stinking Hellebore
Strong Female Protagonist
Subnormality
The Super Fogeys
Tales of Pylea
Three Word Phrase (some nudity)
Tiny Kitten Teeth
Toothpaste for Dinner
Trying Human (Some nudity)
Two Guys and Guy
Mirror

Witchy
xkcd
Yellow Peril (PG-13)

Infrequently/No Longer Updating Web Comics
The Abominable Charles Christopher
The Adventures of Dr. McNinja
The Adventures of Ellie Connelly
American Hell
Bag of Toast
Bear in Mind
Bobwhite
The Book of Biff
Brat-halla
Brightest
Bullfinch
Chain Bear (Some explicit stuff)
Daisy is Dead
Dream Life
Edemia
Edmund Finney's Quest to Find the Meaning of Life
A Fine Example
Finn and Charlie are HITCHED
Floodmud
Freaks!

Green Wake
Gun Show
Hello with Cheese
Helpful Figures
Intragalactic
Kyle & Atticus
Lesbian Pirates from Outer Space
Letters to a Wild Boar
Lovecraft is Missing

Manta-man
Meat and Plastic
Minimalism Sucks
Mis-
Moe
The Nerds of Paradise
Nimona
No Reason Comics
Odd-Fish
One Swoop Fell
Owen's Uncles
Patches
Pictures for Sad Children
Raymondo Person
A Redtail's Dream

Riotfish
Roy's Boys (PG 13?)
Run Freak Run
Saint's Way
Shortpacked!
Sin Titulo
Snowflakes
Split Lip
Spooky Doofus
SubCulture
Super Buzzkill
The Super Gay Adventures of Ross Boston
Thermohalia
Troubletown
Ugly Girl
YU + ME
2815 Monument

Pure Flash Awesomeness
Aardvardkbutter.com
Angry Alien
Die Anstalt : Toy Psychiatry
The Frown
Hoogerbrugge

Other
Bogleech
Clients from Hell
Brian Despain
Creatures in My Head
Damn You Auto Correct!
Jhonen Vasquez's site
Overheard in New York
Passive Aggressive Notes
Submarinechannel.com
Superdickery
UHpinions
Whirled
Looky here
free counters
Missing posters D:
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
I didn't get to take pictures of all the posters, because half of them were gone when we walked around today...

Here's the first one, though:

I just wrote whatever came into my head and then drew a picture to accompany it.

If you don't vote for Clarence his wife and kids will be mulched. :0

You can probably tell that I didn't know how to spell or draw a weasel...

Let's see... went to Times Square today. We walked into Magnolia Bakery, and wow, just wow, guys. They had these samples of banana pudding, and I was reluctant to try it at first. I was like "I dunno, I don't really like banana pudding..."

But then I tried it, and everything changed.

That pudding was freaking amazing. So amazing that I had to buy some more because it was absolutely delicious. Seriously. The small size was still more than I needed, but I kept eating it because it tasted so good. I ate the whole thing and then scraped out the leftover bits on the side of the container, even though I was full to the point of being sick.

---

People keep telling me bad things about him. Like I should break up with him and move on. I don't even know why they're saying these things. What would be the point of breaking up with him if I don't want to go meet other people? Wouldn't it make more sense to just wait for him to come back? And this "moving on" business...Really? It's not like I'm stuck on him. My heart isn't being broken more with each day that he's not here.

What is WITH people....

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Half and half day
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
The first half of my day was not super peachy, but I guess that's alright.

I took a nap and woke up to my phone vibrating on the desk... I had been having a strange dream about chatting with a pedophile online.

...That was the first dream I really remembered in detail since I've been here...

At home my dreams are vivid and colorful, more-real-than-reality spasms of places and experiences.

Here my dreams are grey and unfantastic, and apparently have some sort of storyline...?

In the dream, I was sitting on a couch with some of my relatives, and talking with said pedophile in an online chatroom. He asked me if I had any pictures of me with my dad, and I said no, so then he started asking me weird things... Like did I have any pictures that involved waterwings or log rides.

I'm not sure if it would've gotten stranger, as Saeedah's call woke up.

We went to dinner, which was alright, if not extraordinary. For some reason I was starving... I ate everything I got, with the exception of a disgusting piece of honeydew that tasted of laundry detergent.

After that, we went and got ice cream, then returned to the dorms.... That's where the fun started.

Saeedah and I walked around, taping Post-its up that said "Saeedah 4 vice president"... even though she's not actually running. :P

Some of them were pretty funny. I wish I could show you some pictures, but I didn't really take any....

I also picked up the actually serious posters that had fallen to the ground, taped them up facing the wall, and drew on the backs with a Sharpie. It was pretty epic. Unfortunately I have no pictures of those either, but perhaps I will try and get some tomorrow...

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Thinking about writing
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
I barely know what was being taught in my classes today. For pretty much the whole time I was just researching the Marines and ways to send mail to bootcamp.

...Never in my life did I think I'd have a boyfriend who was going into the military...

Of all the things I've considered, this was never one of them. How is that even possible? I guess I always somewhat assumed I'd end up with a geek, not a jock. Man... :|

I just realized that this has been the first day since we met that we haven't talked. Jeez...

[They say absence makes the heart grow fonder; I guess I'll find out if that's all true]

-Sigh-

I care about him a lot. Maybe I'm not really attracted to him, and maybe I'm just not into it as much as he is, but I do care about him.

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Okay well, that's over [2P]
Monday, September 21, 2009
Be it extremely emotional, controversial, messed up, or whatever, this entry has been password protected.

If you know it, enter it; or, ask me for it.

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"Well this looks wrong"
Sunday, September 20, 2009
So.... I had my first kiss today... and it was not really great.

We were in the city, just waiting for the light to change, and he leaned over and kissed me on the lips. :3 Then we stood there and commented on how unspecial it seemed. XP

But anyway, I had my first kiss, and my second, and my third, and probably my one thousandth. Hehe.

I am ashamed to say that we were the "get a freakin' room" couple everywhere we went. D:

We were not, however, the "look like they're cannibals" couple. NO FACE EATING. Well at least I hope not. I told him I didn't want to kiss with an open mouth, and he pretty much respected that.

It was ridiculous though, guys. At first I wasn't kissing back, but after an hour or two I tried, and I guess that encouraged him, so the frequency of the kissing saw some exponential growth OH BY THE WAY did I mention we're actually in a relationship now?

This is kind of absolutely horrible, but I'm glad I can at least make him happy....

Oh yeah and I guess it's my birthday. Woo... I'm eighteen. :/

[Be glad I've spared you all the gory details of the past few hours...]

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The bits that sound more exciting...
Saturday, September 19, 2009
I've realized that my entries about me hanging out with him are kind of long and... yeah, pretty much just long. So this time I'll try and shorten it...

After a series of delays he showed up around 9:30 PM. He met my mom, and we went into the dorm building because he now has a valid, if extremely ghetto, ID.

Showed him my room, which was not a big deal.

We went back down to say goodbye to my mom, but then basically stalked her to the bus stop. D: Then he made us stay there until the bus came...

After that we went into the dorms again for some reason, and when we came down the stairs there was this big group of people there and they all started calling him Peter. We were both confused, to say the least. He seemed pretty amused by it, though. :P

Ummm walked around some more, then went to get gum at 7-11. It turned out that he couldn't go back on campus because they wouldn't let him past 11:30 or something, so we went to Dunkin Donuts to sit down. These two guys came in and these girls in front of us were like "oh we thought we saw the last of you guys tonight!"

...The guys started talking to him, being like "well Frank told us you'd be here, you know, blah blah blah...."

He went right along with it. :P I just stood there and laughed. XP The girls were looking at the guys in confusion, and turned to me and started asking if I knew them, and if Frank was his real name.... I just sort of shook my head and stepped away and said that no, his name was not Frank.

Anyway, after they figured out they were being had, I guess everyone thought it was pretty funny. The guys congratulated him on being an awesome actor, then turned to me and said "but you.... cracking up in the corner? You could use some work."

Heh.

Following eating the food we got, we kind of just sat there and stared at each other's eyes. But not like "oh, I love you so much muh muh muh" kinda romantic stare. Just studying. Blue eyes are so cool looking... my eyes are boring and brown. D:

End.

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Contrary to past beliefs
Friday, September 18, 2009
...Going to bed with wet hair does not cause brain damage.

(I don't know why I believed that when I was younger...)

Yeah, I took a shower at like midnight and couldn't really dry my hair, so I had to sleep with it wet... and as a result I woke up with some ULTRA SEXEH BEDHEAD. :P

Heh... I'm actually half serious about that. ;D

But no pictures, sorry. It would be way too awkward to take a picture with all these people around... and also... just meh. MEH.

Just listening to some oldies right now and-- OH YEAH I GOT MY BOX GUYS. It has a lot of junk in it like veggie jerky and all those jelly beans that I didn't eat at home...

[I picked out the ones I liked before... but my parents decided to send the ones that were left because apparently jelly beans are a healthy and nutritious snack for college students X|]

At least there are cashews. :D

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I know I'm tired...
Thursday, September 17, 2009
...When I start dreaming if I close my eyes.

The world around me is muffled and fades, and suddenly I'm not in this classroom anymore, I'm in a strange new world...

But then the professor's voice comes back, jerking me out of my half-conscious dreaming.

Yesterday I kept almost falling asleep... In DNY this is understandable, because the guy never actually teaches, he just shows us videos, and we sit in the darkness, held by a feeling of obligation that has been built into us over years of schooling...

We sit, starting at 7 AM, and do nothing while a voice drones on about the events that shaped modern New York. I doubt anybody is finding this that exciting.

Next is Psychology, where half the class is spent reviewing what we learned the previous session... At least it's colder in there, so it's not as easy to drift in consciousness.

I have an hour break after that, during which I don't usually do anything. Yesterday I bought a chocolate muffin from the library café and read a chapter of my history text...

Emergence of Global Society (history...) was when I was having the most trouble yesterday. I think she was reviewing the chapter we read or something... hard to say, because I wasn't completely there, mentally. Everytime I closed my eyes, things around me would get quieter and more vivid colors would rearrange themselves into dream-images...

And then of course the sound of reality would come back in a rush and I would raise my head, tiredly, and try to focus on what was just said.

I'm not hanging out with him today because he has to do something related to the Marines... but his parents want to meet me, and he wants to meet my mom... so we'll see how that goes, I guess.

[I get to eat today...]

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