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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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Tuesday, April 15, 2008
The Lack of Sleep
Okay, so not all blog entries are borne out of sheer inspiration.
Some, like this, are borne out of sheer pain. I've haven't got good sleep for a while now, because my brain decided to be active til 4 AM. Damn. The only consolation is that my bed smells good all the time. I botched the pillow case tho, because I've laundered it in the most despicable way. Anyway, I guess I'm just gonna write down one thing in my head. And that is to admit I'm a clumsy oaf. In every possible adverb for the word. Sucks. posted by Quentin |
11:14 PM
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