Feral Automaton
ferret kid!
Registered: Jul 2000
Location: Oregon. America.
Posts: 2076 |
normative norma...
Salud, chosen ones. This is thy leader, septic.
Tragedy averted!
Had Mr. Git not PM'd me this beautiful ode to friendship I might never have found it. Grace be stuffed. Eat.
Thanks folks. I wish I had an internerd connection so I could check in more frequently. I can only do it, for now, between classes. So I hobble down here on my one good leg and post away with my one working arm at an incredible speed of negative words per minute only to encounter a toothy obtrusion.
Nubby, I is!
I was sick on my birthday. I sat in a bathtub by myself and forgot the time and place and nearly lost myself below the porcelain sea. Luckily, I'd hired a captain - one of industry - to plow my belly full for boyancies sacred sake and cast anchor within my fecal heartattack.
Really, I was pretty depressed. None of those other things happened. Accept, of course, the bathtub incident, the sickness, and I think I used the word sacred at least once that day, so I suppose it might count in my history of real.
I'm 22 and I feel like an eight year old. I'm about as literate as one. I've been pretty out of touch inside and I'd like to re-tune my focus to someplace inside my slippery history.
Folks, fantasy is where it's all at. Not sexual, either. I'm talkin' space ships. I'm talkin' bout' fiction as a crystal means of transporting our curiousity right smack in the middle of our faith, without absolutes, rigidity, moral polarizations, etc. I'm talking about liberation, people.
And I frequently use the word 'boner' in conjunction with other, cooler words.
Thanks for this thread, folks 
I'll try to sense I make soon. For now, it's diabetes and colon analysis.
Much ado about Nothing, fer sure!
Cheers,
Wilson.
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