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
These breaks I'm taking
Sunday, February 27, 2011
I seem to be putting a lot of gaps between entries these days. There were times when I'd put up two posts a day, and now it's more like two a week.
Oh, how times change.
Things are quiet around here.
No I will not explain that picture. It needs no explanation. NONE WHATSOEVER.
I made yemiser wot again today, and it was yummy. Took some pictures, but as you might recall, my external hard drive crashed a few months ago (man I have NOT been on top of this...) and I have nowhere on my primary computer to store them. I can, of course, transfer them from my camera to the computer in the front room, which is the sluggish ol' machine I used to obsessively surf Nutang with, but seeing as I am not often in that room anymore it takes a bit more effort on my part.
And we all know that I am a lazybones. :(
Sidenote: I just Googled "scour" (habit; sometimes words you've learned purely from context mean something totally different than you expected) and laughed because I am immature.
scour Noun /skou(ə)r/
1. The action of scouring or the state of being scoured, esp. by swift-flowing water
2. An act of rubbing something hard to clean or brighten it
give the floor a good scour
3. Diarrhea in livestock, esp. cattle and pigs
That last one is just so non sequitur. I mean, it's also bathroom humor, but mostly I was caught off guard. And apparently being caught off guard makes me laugh.
I had a dream that I was trying to escape from home, so I went into my bedroom, which was also apparently the bathroom, and tried to close the door so my dad wouldn't see me leave. It wouldn't shut all the way, so I pretended I couldn't do my business without proper privacy, and pleaded with him to help me close it. He wasn't falling for it. I packed my bag anyway, and then realized that I had boiled some lentils for yemiser wot, and contemplated finishing cooking before leaving. For whatever reason there was a lot of pressure to leave as soon as possible though, so I just ran. The streets outside were bordered by jungle, and deep trenches ran down the middle of them. Wooden bridges ran over the trenches, but you could easily fall in if you tripped, since there were no railings down the length of the gashes in the ground. It was all very tropical and humid.
I ran down to the end of the street, where a large rounded dock stood. The jungle did not thin out as it approached the grey ocean, instead ending in a solid wall of dark green and brown at the shore. It was two stories high, with balconies like a motel.
Probably one of my greatest, if rarely thought about, ambitions is to accurately portray a scene from my dreams in visual form. Lately, since I've been remembering so much more, the urge to share has been increasing. People tire of listening to these things though, and I think it would be more meaningful if they could see what I'm talking about.
Maybe one day.
That guy has a scary look on his face.
RC: I'm not entirely sure I grasp the meaning, yet, but I like that poem.
» jinyu on 2011-02-27 09:34:01
I don't trust her, : I'm just kinda stupid >.<
» hiddenagenda on 2011-02-28 01:30:11
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