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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, January 02, 2006
OMG WTF is That?
Sometimes my own imagination works against me. I just prepared myself some oats and while I was looking at it while stirring it with a spoon, a thought came into my mind: gee, that piece of oat over there looks like a booger.
Ofcourse, it's not. But it was too late for my appetite. posted by Quentin |
5:12 PM
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