"Getting Away With It All Messed Up"

For the perfect idler it becomes an immense source of enjoyment to establish his dwelling in the throng, in the ebb and flow, the bustle,the fleeting and the infinite.To be away from home and yet to feel at home anywhere; to see the world and yet to be unseen of the world, such are some of the minor pleasures of those independent and impartial spirits,who do not lend themselves easily to linguistic definitions. The observer is a prince enjoying his incognito wherever he goes. -Charles Baudelaire

11.05.2007

I lost my phone.

Butters would say, "Oh, Hamburgers..."

I asked for a sign. Well. There 'ya go.

Oh well.

On the bright side, it would be nice to go ex-communicado for a while. Mass text of christmas cheer and what-have-you are wasted on me anyways.

Toodles Noodles.

"Getting Away With It All Messed Up"

11.05.2007

I lost my phone.

Don't Get Me Started.

Masticated, Swallowed, & Digested.

Wow. I read.