Running a sewing kit over to a friend's house. "What the hell", I hear you say. It appears students have a need to sew bits of costumes for a 7-legged race together. Man, I want a cup of tea.

Running a sewing kit over to a friend's house. "What the hell", I hear you say. It appears students have a need to sew bits of costumes for a 7-legged race together. Man, I want a cup of tea.

I remember at least two full-on metalheads admitting here they liked to knit, so I'm not shocked in the slightest bit. And if you want an advice regarding garments for 7-legged persons I think forum's user Roddy should be helpful:



I'm starting to think our forums have something for everyone.

At school. Debating a piss....if I get up from the computer, someone may steal my backpack. Math class in 2 hrs.

Readying myself to jump into the miiiiiiind of Mary Tudor and her religious wootwootness.

About to edit The Omega Experiment song Karma. BORING. But, has to be done.

trying to get ready for work(i hate my job)...it's to early...need more coffee...urg

trying to get ready for work(i hate my job)...it's to early...need more coffee...urg

so look for another one

Working from home.
Almost like a 3 day weekend

(i hate my job)

uh-oh. you may have started another internet trend....IHMJ

Knitting is one of my favourite hobbies!!!!!!! I'm having a death metal knitting session next weekend, I need an AWESOME hat for the gig season next month

I AM CURRENTLY WATCHING EASTENDERS!

trying to get ready for work(i hate my job)...it's to early...need more coffee...urg

so look for another one

have done am doing...jsut failing at getting one

trying to make some new musicz stuffz

Doin' cardio...networking. Listening to OE songs...washing clothes.

trying to get ready for work(i hate my job)...it's to early...need more coffee...urg

so look for another one

have done am doing...jsut failing at getting one

You need to BE. AGGRESSIVE.

Get me?

Sitting in a coffee shop in downtown Chicago doing my history homework and drinking overpriced but still tasty coffee, surrounded by pretentious douchebags with macbooks and fashion-oriented scarves despite the fact that it's in the high 70's pretending to write screenplays and really just checking the missed connection section of craigslist every 5 minutes while discussing how much they'd love to suck Kurt Vonnegut and Henry David Thoreau's dicks simultaneously.

Right now in my head Mike Patton is repeatedly stabbing Elliot Smith's vampire heart with a wooden stake covered in jizz. It eases the pain.