i was just in the bathroom thinking "did i once write something about a 'personal apocalypse' on that blog thing i have?" i think i did... hell, i don't even need to check. i know i did. that is so dark of me. jesus. the sad part is that the reason for my having remembered what i had written so long ago is that the words "personal apocalypse" were once again springing to my mind. organically. i am embarrassed for a past that hasn't changed at all.
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Links
- i believed this was real for a second
- free psychic jukebox: the future is now
- this page makes me want to dress ridiculously
- fundamental christians at their most amazing
- the art gallery i wish i ran
- Institute for Urban Ethology
- Dr. 'Literate Water' Emoto
- What The Bleep Do We Know
- The Dubious Tale of the Beginning of the End
Previous Posts
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- on expectations
- mac'n'cheese'n'wet panties
- The Rebirth of Fool
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