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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
I tried making titles this time [1st password]
Saturday, August 9, 2008
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And the answer is... up to interpretation
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Writing some poetry. It's not very good. Too... disconnected.

The things I write about are detached. People are always saying you have to put some part of yourself in good poetry, truly great poetry. I don't really do that. It's like someone is just writing through me.

Aren't people usually supposed to have some sort of an idea about what they mean when they write something? :|

Commenting on the one I just showed her...

Varsha: it makes as much sense as a musical
Varsha: would people really be singing their problems?
Varsha: i don't think so
Varsha: but it works!

Bah. :/ I may post that one here, in a protected post, if anyone cares to read it. But only if you want to see it. There's no point otherwise.

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Wawa!
Thursday, August 7, 2008
I've been watching my cousin Nolan... he's two and a half. There's no 'terrible twos' going on here, he's a very well behaved kid. In a general sense, I mean.

He's got a thing for pretzels... And drool. He drools a lot.

Got a bunch of pictures of him and stuff.

In the backyard.


He found some old bird perches on the patio and was wandering around, holding them.


Safari hat.

Probably a leftover from when I used to have my birthday parties at the Jungle.

Train conductor hat.

(He likes that one more)

That football ('baba') is pretty big, but he's also pretty small.


Not too great with the scooter.


He very much enjoys washing cars with 'wawa'.


Getting more wawa.


Child labor? No, of course not, what are you talking about?


I took him to the playground (well, carried him there mostly) and we stayed there for an hour (two hours, according to my mom). Somehow some gum got onto my shoe so I was cleaning it off with some tanbark. He apparently found this very exciting, and watched me in awe. A few minutes later he got his own piece of tanbark and started picking at his shoe. It was really funny. :P


Whenever he sees a car he says something that sounds kind of like 'dada'. I'm not sure, exactly. The sight of motor vehicles is very interesting to him... As is the moon during the day; he kept pointing to it and saying "moon!"

And now, having carried him a lot and whatnot, I'm rather tired. I need to get back into shape...

---Edit---

My mom just told me that the school recommended I see a counselor. :S I have no memory of this, so she thinks I blocked it out. Yet I feel I would remember something like this.... I keep a paper journal, so if it happened within the last four years or so I would have a written record of it... but I don't see anything. I'M SO CONFUSED.

---

Ah, okay, we figured it out. My middle school recommended me in seventh grade, because I spent all my time in the library.

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The kettlecorn child [2nd password]
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
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Adjectives and ramblings
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
I was thinking about clocks, and food, and adjectives. And then I started wondering.

How would you combine the three to make an understandable comment?

"This bagel is half past delicious."

"I disagree, I think it's a quarter to yummy."

"Why have you tasted my bagel?"

Oh, the conversations that go on in my head.

Sometimes there are things that need to be described, but you can't describe them with adjectives because they just don't cut it.

Romeo is being very fluffy today, but when I put it like that it sounds normal. No, I have to say "Romeo has a large fluffiness today," because it makes it sound more dramatic. Although it also kind of sounds like he has a tumor or something. But he doesn't.

That's just the risk you have to take though. Being misunderstood. Yep.

I have no idea what I'm talking about so I'm going to stop now.

---Edit---

I keep having this urge to say "Arghenblargh" for some reason.

Davey is so cute in this video. :D

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"He would be taking a shower with dry ice"
Monday, August 4, 2008
... Said Sophia, trying to explain her answer to a riddle we were looking at.

She was wrong, of course. But she argued her case for a while.

At around four-ish she called me and asked if I wanted to hang out. Since I didn't have anything better to do, I said sure, why not. I took a shower, she came over, and we played a few board/card games. First was Stratego, which I lost because her flag was surrounded by bombs and all my miners got killed.

Second was Blink, which is just Speed with different cards.

Third was Set, which was kind of boring, so we gave up on it.

Fourth was Phase 10, which I'd never played before and I pretty much lost.

She asked if I had Uno, I thought I did, so we looked and discovered this game where there's a bunch of riddles you have to solve. Since the gameboard was apparently missing, we just tried to figure out the questions. It was fun. Then she had to leave around six-ish.

I didn't really do a lot today, but that's alright with me.

Playing around with GIMP...


Yeah, nothing really exciting to report. I decided I didn't really want the Girly books, but the posters are looking pretty good right now, so I might get those.

I can get them signed for only two dollars more... and overall this is a pretty good price. But I really need to stop talking and start buying. :P (I wish SWR would bring the red tape hoodie back, I am in serious need of a replacement)

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A virus was found? Crap.
Monday, August 4, 2008
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I hath drunketh too much soda :(
Sunday, August 3, 2008
I know I need to stay away from the HFC but this grape soda was just calling to me from the fridge and.... I gave in. :(

Dunno if I REALLY needed it... I mean, I was in my parents bathroom and then there was this spider and I screamed and ran out and... got a soda. Somehow that seemed like the best solution.

Second one today. I feel so bad. X|

And now there are no more grape sodas to make me feel happy.

Hanging out with Varsha and Lucy today was fun. I sat on the playground for twenty minutes trying to figure out where everyone was, then I turned around and Lucy was sitting on a bench in the horseshoe arena so I went over and asked how long she'd been waiting. She said ten minutes. Varsha apparently had to eat lunch so she didn't show until a little while afterwards.

We talked, and Lucy showed us some stuff from her trip to the East Coast/Canada/East US Area.

After that we walked to Varsha's mom's place, hung out in her room, looked at her senior portraits, showed Lucy something that shall not be named, and tried to fix her electronic drum set. We failed that last one.

I can't remember why, but we went downstairs. Then we sat on the couch and talked for a long time about stuff and friends and... more stuff. We got a little hungry so we went to Yiassoo and got food. Varsha got a falafel thing, Lucy got a gyro, I got a gigantic spanakopita that was awesome, and we shared some (I can't spell the name) cinnamon balls that were sheer amazingness. Or, as Varsha puts it, "little drops of Heaven."

Also I found out you can write notes on receipts using your fingernails because somehow the paper darkens when you press into it... Or maybe it was just that paper. But I scratched "2.42 OWE LUCY" into it.

Then we walked back to Varsha's mom's place and sat in the gazebo for a while and talked more. Lucy had to get home before it was dark so she got her bike and left. I realized I should probably leave too, so I said goodbye to Varsha around nine-ish and walked home.

I'd say it was a good day. No pictures though, sorry.

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