- I have ridden ten miles through the dark #
- where has my sleep cycle gone? my friends will hate me tomorrow, when they have to work. also i will hate myself tomorrow. today. whatever. #
- in honor of @tofermoran, i’m wearing green leather pants, a hawaiian shirt open to the navel, sport coat, racing flats, and a thin mustache. #
- @tofermoran and i am the man. learn it. know it. live it. #
- @vyemoran that’s sad. you can never truly go home again… childhood is over forever. #
- i would still go out in one of these. wonderful wonderful: http://tinyurl.com/62xb55 via boing boing #
- http://is.gd/5mr8 all well and good, but beware too much alcohol in the blood surrogate… #
- “But I don’t want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.” — Aldous Huxley #
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