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The Terrible Writings of Quentin Montejo
Serial experiments on a fallen archangel who only wanted to regain just one wing back
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Free of the World. Rain worshipper. Hermit. Tormented mind.
Caged spirit. Defiant and eternal enemy of Destiny and Fate. Poet. Scientist. Artist. Daydreamer.
He who laughs. Slacker. Sleeper. Romancer of wings and clouds. Fiercely independent. He who is ponderous.
Games and anime junkie. Four eyes. Caveman. Nature-lover. He who doesn't think that hard. Non-smoker.
Music-junkie. Counter of blessings. Guitar-hugger.
He who simply wants what everybody else would like to be in this world and the next -- to be happy. |
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Sunday, June 12, 2005
Huh? Dancing Lessons
From the deepest depths down da dingy section of my mind -- a neuron suggested I take dancing. It's not as physically demanding as martial arts, and I'd get to enjoy it as well.
My other brain cells reacted, "That's just gay." Ok. We'll see where this goes. posted by Quentin |
5:47 PM
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