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Ink On My Fingers: I've utterly ruined the meaningfulness of this. Sorrypleaseforgiveme.
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Ink On My Fingers. Out, damned spot! Sunday, December 13, 2009. I've utterly ruined the meaningfulness of this. Sorrypleaseforgiveme. Yeah, so I kinda just realized that Makuluwo. Tagged me for the "write a letter to your 16 year old self" thing. On the 27th of November. It's now the 23rd of December. Aren't I the most tech-savvy person in like ever? I KNOW. I'm not over the age of 16. Who knew, right? I KNOW. I think everyone's already moved on from this tag. BUT I still want to do it, OKAY? NO YOU WON'...
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Ink On My Fingers: I was listening to 21 Guns, in case you were wondering about the Green Day song.
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Ink On My Fingers. Out, damned spot! Wednesday, November 25, 2009. I was listening to 21 Guns, in case you were wondering about the Green Day song. Chilling in my room, listening to Green Day. I have an english test on friday. writing obituaries, how appropriate. we're out of maltesers, dammit-. Stunned. Looks around suspiciously for mass murderer armed with steak knife. It's reaching the banister! Runs down hallway. Finds mother and grandmother cowering behind sofa. What are you doing? It had to be done.
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Ink On My Fingers: July 2009
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Ink On My Fingers. Out, damned spot! Friday, July 17, 2009. Hypothermia, Apes, And Inefficient Presidents. The thrill of breaking rules is exciting. I’m supposed to be asleep now. You can obviously guess that I’m not asleep. Unless I’m sleep-typing. Which I don’t think I’ve ever done before. Except when I was writing that report on Waste Management. That assignment was very stupid, by the way. Isn’t it obvious? FLUSH THE. TOILET. Are you sick of those frisky tablets of Valium? Yeah, I’ve got nothing.
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Ink On My Fingers: December 2008
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Ink On My Fingers. Out, damned spot! Friday, December 19, 2008. I was reading the paper this morning, when I came across a huge advertisement that involved a "Santa" who could be "paid" to give kids presents. It was very hilarious to note that this was next to a "safe sex" advertisement campaign. Back to my point. Santa is paid to give children presents? Shocking. But the truth must be told. Tht dude's sweater vest is like SO last century! Little do they know that it is- and hasn't been drycleaned since.
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Ink On My Fingers: Coffee with a side plate of angst.
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Ink On My Fingers. Out, damned spot! Sunday, January 3, 2010. Coffee with a side plate of angst. Then I woke up. In the middle of the day-. Night, Tuesday, Thursday,. Loneliness trickling down my. In the form of perspiration. Can I have a double shot espresso in the mean time? While I wait for someone to. Pick up the pieces? While I wait alone? Oh, most definitely alone. January 3, 2010 at 2:07 AM. Thanks, I guess. :). January 4, 2010 at 11:50 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I ♥ these.
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Ink On My Fingers: December 2009
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Ink On My Fingers. Out, damned spot! Thursday, December 31, 2009. Happy New Year, fools. :). It doesn't feel like it's the eve of a new year. On the contrary, it feels like any normal Thursday evening. Minus the citizens of Madras who have decided to stop hating each other and have joined in merry-making and some other happy celebrations. Doing for New Year's? Have you jotted down any resolutions? I haven't. For lack of better phrase, I can't be bothered. I never keep them anyway. So, you unicorn turds.
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Ink On My Fingers: August 2009
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Ink On My Fingers. Out, damned spot! Saturday, August 29, 2009. As you mortals may have noticed, my blog layout has changed into an allegedly " christmassy. Theme You know, green and red and what not. I just wanted to say that you all don't have to worry and that my genius remains unchanged. Thursday, August 13, 2009. The Day The World Refused To Stand Still. 8220;I triple-quadruple-dog-DARE you”. 8220;But I could lie to you. I mean, you don’t travel in my bus.”. 8220;Do you know Person X? 8220;Yeah, why?
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Ink On My Fingers: September 2009
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Ink On My Fingers. Out, damned spot! Tuesday, September 29, 2009. Yes There HAS been a lot of controversy regarding the issue. BUT let me assure my fans out there that the nude scene where I'm jumping on a trampoline with some cake smeared on my face has been done very AESTHETICALLY. I really had to write that down. *laughs manically*. Noh, noh. Don't worry. It's not me. O o. Apparently, if you say that something has been done AESTHETICALLY then it's. But what does "aesthetically" mean, anyway? However, ...
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Ink On My Fingers: October 2009
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Ink On My Fingers. Out, damned spot! Sunday, October 18, 2009. Any similarities is purely coincidental. The world is at a stand still. It was deemed unimaginable, but it has happened. Yes- Anonymouse, one of the greatest entrepreneurs/authors the world has had the opportunity to see, died in her 900 trillion dollar mansion last Friday. The Times of Bloggerdom gives you this exclusive report on the life and times of the phenomenon that took the world by storm. Was not allowed into her dorm". During her pe...
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Ink On My Fingers: Our Freaking Feathered Friends.
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Ink On My Fingers. Out, damned spot! Friday, November 27, 2009. Our Freaking Feathered Friends. Warning- Multitude of references to bird poo. No, I'm not kidding. I wish I was. I. I'm back from a drive around the beach. Nice drive, nice drive. I ate some ice-cream. Nice ice-cream, nice ice-cream. You think I'm being boring? You think that I'm not being my usual hilarious, genius self? YOU THINK RIGHT, MORON. Shoes as a place of excretion. The left shoe, to be precise. Let's make a pact, okay? I hope it w...
