|
The Terrible Writings of Quentin Montejo
Serial experiments on a fallen archangel who only wanted to regain just one wing back
|
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. |
|
|
Friday, April 27, 2007
The Child
After more than three months of blood, sweat, and tears, I'm proud of the achievement.
Even though she's not born perfect (yet), we'll come to that. For now, I'm fatigued from the labor. And I need to rest my tired bones. I'll watch my child play around for a while ... *proud* :*) ~~~ In other news, here's a poster worthy picture, place your own captions >:D  "... its pee-pee was this big ..." posted by Quentin |
12:43 PM
2 Comments:
|
|
|
Site design © 2006 Quentin Montejo Productions |
|
|
+
|
|
 |
|
