25

in a typically ultra-sensitive fashion, i've gone back in time to right my wrongs. see you in eight days (of our lives).

 

turning of the table

c'mon twenty-thirteen, let's dance.

polytheism

ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooold lady queen of martyrs

swing and a myth

i'm just not getting it. there's got to be a better way than the treading i'm doing right now. it's totally exhausting and i feel like i'm getting nowhere. ooooh, snap! that's the place he was telling tales about.

12.1.12

something to start the season off right.

and this stocking stuffer.
the beauty of some of these slogpostings is that they can be played at the same time. amazing how loud the lightning is. (i know, it's the thunder that makes the noise.)

it's all an act, pt. 2

obviously a staged video. no teacher would ever be as much as tempted to do something like this.

it's all an act

all the world's a big board game and all the students and teachers merely those little plastic circusy looking clown hats of various colors. they may have been models like for a miniature building that was eventually built. with finite timelines. not to mention the valuable meat, hide, and bone.