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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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Wednesday, April 12, 2006
The Chronicles of Palawan
 Guess what? I'm going to Palawan today! Oh, you will, will you? Nothing but the sun, the sand, and the sea ... But you hate water. And you hate the sun. And you itch when sand gets into your fur ... So it's a disaster then. ... Here. Have some of my fleas. posted by Quentin |
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