I can barely keep my eyelids aloft as I sit on my bed. But I wanted to write, and am disappointed that all I can summon forth is a couple of sentences. Tomorrow...
Bonney Lake is wilting in the face of the ruthless advance of progress. :(
The musings, laughter, anguish, and tears of a Stickman living the life drawn for him by the Artist. "I must learn to serve the Artist first, His pen directs my path. He breathes life into these worn-out sticks, And stickmen will see at last."
About Me
- MRJ
- Poor. Student. Firefighter. EMT. Kind. Optimistic. Shy. Dreamer. Fool. Happy.
16 comments:
*inhale* YOU'RE HOME!
you're such a liar. "tomorrow"...
Steve, always so bitter...
I see how it is, you can comment on comments, but you can't write an email...
sorry all you bystanders who are caught up in all this hostility. these aren't the posts you're looking for. read on.
ha, there have been more comments than posts lately! i know, matt is busy doing...hmm...nope. no excuse. the hostility continues. do not read further on this page, there is nothing more to read.
you can't follow simple instructions!
my goal is to give people something to read, because matt isn't.
hmm, look up 2 posts. you can't follow simple instructions. yeah, you.
you all need to find better things to do.
what am i saying? i need to find something better to do!!!
let's go golfing steve!!
golfing will be done. ownage will happen. i will be victorious!
You're right steve... Commenting only takes like 2 seconds though and that is about all that I have time for now. I'm saving up time for when you come home ;) Actually, I'm just a jerk and you are just weird, Batman...
http://stewor.blogspot.com/
if you're bored.
because there sure isn't anything new to read on this blog.
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