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

Poor. Student. Firefighter. EMT. Kind. Optimistic. Shy. Dreamer. Fool. Happy.

9.24.2006

Haha, a little cinema.

A touch of music - and waiting for friends.

Well, that is I'm waiting for friends to come home, not...not friends in general - not that i ever turn them away....

Haha

1 comment:

me said...

Yeah, so I am just waiting for you to get time to put a new post on here about your birthday and all that entails :)