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."
"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
"It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend."
~ William Blake
Think about it
Kill that boredom!
Binder Paper Comics
Web Comics and Such
A Distant Soil (Some nudity)
The Adventures of Gyno-Star (Some explicit stuff)
Blue Milk Special
Cigarro & Cerveja
Cyanide and Happiness
dead winter (has some explicit stuff)
Devilbear: The Grimoires of Bearalzebub (PG-13?)
Eat That Toast!
The Fancy Adventures of Jack Cannon
For Lack of a Better Comic
Girls with Slingshots (some explicit stuff...?)
The Intrepid Girlbot
The Last Halloween
Last Train to Old Town
The League of Evil Genius
Legend of Bill
Living With Insanity (some nudity)
Love Me Nice
Married to the Sea
The Moon Prince
Moth (Some nudity)
The Non-Adventures of Wonderella
Political Cartoonists Index
Poorly Drawn Lines
The Property of Hate
Robbie and Bobby
Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Scenes from a Multiverse
The Secret Knots
Stand Still. Stay Silent
Strong Female Protagonist
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
Yellow Peril (PG-13)
Infrequently/No Longer Updating Web Comics
The Abominable Charles Christopher
The Adventures of Dr. McNinja
The Adventures of Ellie Connelly
Bag of Toast
Bear in Mind
The Book of Biff
Chain Bear (Some explicit stuff)
Daisy is Dead
Ectopiary (Some nudity)
Edmund Finney's Quest to Find the Meaning of Life
A Fine Example
Finn and Charlie are HITCHED
Hark! A Vagrant
Head Doctor Productions
Hello with Cheese
Kyle & Atticus
Lesbian Pirates from Outer Space
Letters to a Wild Boar
Lovecraft is Missing
Meat and Plastic
The Nerds of Paradise
No Reason Comics
One Swoop Fell
Pictures for Sad Children
A Redtail's Dream
Roy's Boys (PG 13?)
Run Freak Run
The Super Gay Adventures of Ross Boston
YU + ME
Pure Flash Awesomeness
Die Anstalt : Toy Psychiatry
Clients from Hell
Creatures in My Head
Damn You Auto Correct!
Jhonen Vasquez's site
Overheard in New York
Passive Aggressive Notes
Garlicky apples and Kasabian
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
I like getting home early from school. Especially because my brother isn't at home to bother me.
I'm not sure why but the apple I just ate tasted like garlic. Although I've had this experience before it was still rather disgusting. I hate garlicky apples.
I have a new almost favorite song. It's called Empire and it's by Kasabian. I'm thinking about putting it on my Stickam player if I can find it.
Does anyone want me to write another story later?
Monday, September 18, 2006
I'm going to write another story because I don't really want to do my homework.
There are many pencils in the world, but only one is named Cupkiddle. This is Cupkiddle's story.
Bob and Afromalaphisaphinapalopana Cilpen had many children. They had SO many children, in fact, that they ran out of existant names and had to make up new ones. Their 35098th child was named Cupkiddle. Cupkiddle was neither boy nor girl. Cupkiddle was a borl. This is what happens when you have too many children. Some of them turn out funny.
Cupkiddle and his family lived in the suburbs of a fine city called Spekarapopocornopolis. It went to an ordinary pencil highschool with many other pencils, and even some pens. It had very few friends, because when you're a borl, people tend to avoid you. As a result Cupkiddle developed some schizophrenia over the years.
Two days into Cupkiddle's sophomore year it was confronted by a big problem. Which locker room was hse supposed to go to? They didn't have one for borls. Cupkiddle was very perplexed and decided to try both locker rooms, hoping that somewhere it would be accepted. Well, that was a bad idea. The bright neon pink of the girl's locker room had a cheerful look to it, but when Cupkiddle came out of it, it made a decision to never go in there again. The girls had large rubber spatulas that they used to smack Cupkiddle with, and because of its nosebleed Cupkiddle ended up having to steal some tampons to plug its nose with.
When Cupkiddle tried the boy's locker room, the results were also disappointing. Not only did the boys throw monkeys at it, they also flushed its lunch down the toilet. This made Cupkiddle very sad. All it had wanted was to belong, and it seemed like that would never happen.
After Cupkiddle had gotten home it went to its room to cry. Afromalaphisophinapalopana tried to comfort it, telling it things would get better and that it shouldn't despair. Cupkiddle cried anyway. This was very miraculous because, well, have YOU ever seen a pencil cry? Anyway, Cupkiddle's tears washed away its cheap yellow paint and under that.... was the most ugly boy pencil the world had ever seen. But being an ugly boy pencil was still better than being a borl pencil, so he was happy.
Cupkiddle ran out to the school laughing and cheering for joy.... then he got snatched up by the great hand in the sky and was used on a geometry test in someone's third period.
The moral of the story is: If something amazing happens to you, you have a right to be happy, but don't go crazy because you might end up in a pencil sharpener.
The Little Emu with a Mullet
Monday, September 18, 2006
Well I'm bored again so I've decided to bless you all and make up another fanciful tale. And this one is going to have pictures.
The Little Emu with a Mullet
There once lived a little emu in Canada. This little emu had a mullet she was very proud of. Her mullet's name was Samantha.
Phoebe, as the little emu was called, loved Samantha and they often went out together to have fun. They went to parks, the bathroom, and even Australia. Samantha and Phoebe were best friends.
One day while at the local pickle bar Samantha saw the handsomest squirrel she had ever seen. She immediately fell in love with him. So she and Phoebe went over to talk to him and they had a very good time talking about trees and other squirrely matters. The squirrel's name was Computer and he was from the land of Cake Dish, the neighboring country of Pie Dish. Phoebe didn't tell her best friend, but she had also fallen in love with Computer.
The next morning Samantha and Phoebe went down Route 66 in their spaceship and saw Computer on the road. He had gotten run over by a Hummer with rednecks in it.
They were very sad and ate ice cream and pie until they weighed 100,000lbs. Then they blew up.
The moral of the story is: Hummers are bad because they make people blow up.
Stories and hamster pogo clowns
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Every time I come back from another page to the home one my popularity points have multiplied. Like rabbits. Or mice. Or... *gasp!* cockroaches! Except I guess they wouldn't survive a nuclear bomb....
I'm bored. I'm going to make up a story.
Once upon a pie dish in a land about two blocks away there lived a hamster named Bogo. He was named that because his mother was a pogo stick and his father was a clown. Bogo was an ordinary hamster, except for the fact that he was seven feet tall and had bright green feathers instead of fur. He lived an ordinary life of gathering food and collecting soft things to put in his nest. Then one day he went to the Annual Hamster Danceapalooza.
Bogo had a crush on a pretty dwarf hamster named Kiblet. She had sleek brown fur and the most beautiful dark black eyes of all the hamsters in the world. Kiblet was the princess of Pie Dish. She loved to run around and bite people. Because of this she was not a very popular princess but nobody could do anything about it because they hadn't invented hamster democracy yet.
Kiblet did not like Bogo and he knew that but he asked her to the Annual Hamster Danceapalooza anyway. She said no so he made a clone of her in his basement and he went with the clone instead. Because Bogo failed science back when he was but a wee five foot tall green feathered hamster his cloning machine sucked and Kiblet II looked like Condoleeza Rice, only more furry and hamstery.
Every hamster in Pie Dish was at the Annual Hamster Danceapalooza and was having a good time when Bogo got there. He looked marvelous in his bright orange tuxedo and Kiblet II had on someone's old graduation dress from the thrift store. They stode over to the punch table, smiling and saying hi to all of their friends. No hamster had ever seen such a perfect couple.
Then all of a sudden Kiblet II's glass slippers broke and she had to go to the hospital to get the glass removed. It ruined everyone's evening and Bogo had to make another clone because Kiblet II got melted by the glass. And then Pie Dish blew up because Kiblet III was radioactive and she went crazy and drank all the punch at the Annual Hamster Danceapalooza.
The moral of the story is:
Don't make clones, because they make bad dance partners.
Someday buddy someday
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Seriously. I always used to think the song was saying "someday buddy someday" but then it's "sunday bloody sunday"... well yeah.
Here ya go:
Whoa I'm in the top 25 most popular members list. Hehe. I'm cool. :)
Oye.... on Pogo I was playing Word Whomp and I couldn't figure out the word... six letters, D, U, T, I, P, S. I got a lot of the other words but in the end I lost. And the word was... STUPID. Yes, I guess that suits the situation very well.
Popularity is not forever :(
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Although I knew it would come, I was still very sad when I logged in and saw that my popularity had dropped some 1000 points. It took me all week to get that many! ALL WEEK! -Sigh-
In other randomish news.... I figured out how to do black and white pictures on my camera!!! And lots of other stuff! Now I have to install that software thing and look at the 500250723570327 parts that the camera came with. For something so small and simple it sure has a lot of extras.
I shall also post some sort of video depicting my sock puppets if I ever figure out how to do it. Or if I get up out of my laziness long enough to upload it.
And.... my friend searched the lyrics for Le Disko and she said my page was the first one to come up! Yay for more traffic on my page! :)
Dangit. I messed up on the shoutbox again.
WHY DO YOU HATE ME SHOUTBOX???
Saturday, September 16, 2006
Well my birthday party went well I guess. I'm not really sure what it was supposed to be like. The rock climbing was fun... except the two guys instructing us on how to do things were kind of... weird. One had this hillbilly laugh and the other one sounded like he was from down south. Plus they were wearing the rock climbing harnesses and.... well... it gave the impression that their crotches were going to drop off of their bodies. Plus halfway through the practice the hillbilly laugh one scratched his.... I tried to hold back my laughter but it was pretty hard.
I got my beautiful camera!!! It's pretty and black. And I haven't figured out how to do black and white pictures but I'm pretty sure it can take them. Ah life is good. My mom said my dad was about to not get the camera but then he went to Fry's and it was on sale. Must be my lucky day.
We had pizza and guava cake and hopefully burned it all off during the rock climbing/ belaying. Oh, by the way, I have found another thing I hate with intensity. Belaying. I mean, tying knots is annoying because I suck at it, but the stupid belaying is horrible. The rope burns..... eh. Next time I go rock climbing I am SO going back to City Beach. Planet Granite sucks.
I wonder if they'll do anything for me on Wednesday?
FOOD! SUSTENANCE! AAAAH!
Friday, September 15, 2006
All day long at random times I have felt extremely hungry. This stupid eating every hour thing is really messing up my body. I don't want to feel hungry every fifteen minutes! I can't eat that often!
That being said, I'm going to go get something to eat. I'm STARVING.
Okay. Cereal and milk at 9 PM is a fairly satisfactory snack. I'm so glad they took the bad ingredients out from Honey Bunches of Oats.
La La La How cool is that??? :)
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