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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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Monday, October 17, 2005
A Disturbance in the Force
Ok now, this is getting weird. My friends just set me up a date. It blew away my current train of thought out of its tracks. The caboose went unscrewy as well.
I couldn't say no, because it was already set up. I'd refuse under normal circumstances >_< posted by Quentin |
1:45 PM
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