Two poems I wrote. My hopes is that I will be able to find pictures to put along with these.

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Drip…drip…drip…

The continuous dripping echoed within the deserted alley. Laces of moonlight trickled through the maze of pipes, splashing off the water stained ground. A foul shadow slid precariously up the wall, a reflection of the nightmare unfolding before her... Read more »

I know everybody adores me. I mean how can you know.

Whats that? You want to hear about my favorite songs and my favorite things to do while I listen to them? Sure!

Sockos Six Songs of Serious Badittude and what Socko sticks his socks in while listening.

Decatur by Sufjan Stevens(8.4/10 on Sockos Scale of Goodness) Read more »

Partnership is a funny thing. It seems that the exact right type of events have to take place for one to work. As of yet, I have not found a good perminent partner, or even semi perminet. I have in fact decided that most of the people I have any chance of working well with have already found partners they work well with, and are not shopping around for new ones, despite my cold calling campaign. Read more »

As some of you may know, I am in IB. If you are in the full IB program, there are a number of internal and external assessments you must complete to receive your diploma. These are typically referred to as the "Seven Layers of Hell." There are only 4 tasks. Yeah. In any event, one of these is the Extended Essay. This 4 000 word nightmare is written by the Grade 12 IB students, and is due on Monday; this essay usually takes several weeks to complete, if you want to actually have some level of quality. Luckily, I am not in the twelfth grade. Read more »

As some of you know, I have a day job. I am, in essence, the photo lab at the Eckerd Pharmacy down the street from my place of residence. Eckerd, I need to stress, is a thoroughly incompetent institution. It has, as you may have heard (or may not, I don't know, what the fuck am I, psychic?) recently been purchased by Rite Aid. Rite Aid, people. A company run by a terrifying woman whose face does not move when she talks, and whose soulless eyes induce catatonia in bystanders. We're not talking a Walgreens here, people. Rite Aid dominates Rhode Island, its own employees, and that's about it. Read more »

Things that suck ass #1: Debit Cards Read more »

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ignore all of this....

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