On a semi-related note, I've discovered a new musical favorite of mine who also seemed to coincide with my new...confrontations with topics of self inflicted....stuff. Corinna Fugate has the voice (and the face) of an angel, no joke. It's a little emo, but it sounds good and it gets stuck in your head (in a good way). Look her up on myspace!
And Finally, I'll be posting some logo designs here soon I did for my school's production of Beauty and the Beast. Soon I'll have prop designs and eventually I'll have photos of me in costume. I'm Cogsworth! I'm totally psyched, I've never had a part this big before. All for now I guess...the most important part of this journal was the 1st paragraph. If you read this far, just take another moment and read that 1st paragraph again.
Thank you for your support.










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"Winnow with giant arms the slumbering green, there hath he lain for ages and will lie battening upon huge seaworms in his sleep, until the latter fire shall heat the deep; then once by men and angels to be seen, in roaring he shall rise..."
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beware, Gur ti ash mik snaga! mwihi!
And a proud Töntgänget member!
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"We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing."
- George Bernard Shaw
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Horch, da sang am Waldesufer
Plötzlich eine Nachtigall;
Wohlbekannt war mir die Stimme
Und sie sang mit süßem Schall:
Liebster, da bin ich!
Und ich sprach:
Ja mein Liebchen, hier bist du!
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Hail to the Chief, Baby.
- D
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I hate thinking within the box because its damp and stinky in there!
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The meeting of two persons
is like the contact of two chemical substances;
If there is any reaction,
both are transformed.
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