I don’t think it was ever so much a poetry battle as it was me pretending that I had a fun rival without his consent to be honest. But all of the poems are still in the apartment lobby! That’s gotta be worth something.
So a friend of mine found this recently. I need to get on this flash animation stuff.
Oi, so I’m in between work assignments right now and somehow not working is actually making it harder for me to write/get anything done? I guess having too many options really does paralyze me intellectually.
Maybe I should start looking at the daily topic or something ha ha.
I don’t understand however why you felt the need to challenge me like this? I just wanted to get to know you a little better and you stated that for the first date we have to fight to the death?
I’m bored with this story already. Let’s look up things on Google Images.
A horse kicking/stomping a cake . . .
Nope, but I did find the creature that will haunt my daydreams for minutes to come.
Let’s try ‘assaulted by jellybeans’ next.
Oh hey, a search term in which I come up first in both standard and image search. I am the Search Engine Optimization King!
So I was rooting through the YouTube account of my favourite singer one day and came across this. This totally has nothing to do with anything else she’s ever done and I love it:
While we’re on the perils of bees:
So right now I have this temporary assignment in a windowless office in the bottom of a business mall. For the most part it doesn’t bother me, but I do miss the entertainment of motor vehicle accidents right outside my office.
When some people write whatever is on their mind without any flow or editing it’s called a stream of consciousness style of writing. But when I do it people call it word vomit, and this just makes me sick.
With that said I gotta make like a tree and stand perfectly still for like a hundred years. Until next time! ❤