tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29323672.post2643577534913570506..comments2023-10-31T10:12:10.291-04:00Comments on The 7th Notion: Not So Funny When It's Real, Huh?gbzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07192916291057631076noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29323672.post-2686190799363172302007-12-13T00:20:00.000-05:002007-12-13T00:20:00.000-05:00Well said juicy.It's tomorrow now, so I'll say thi...Well said juicy.<BR/><BR/>It's tomorrow now, so I'll say this with all honesty: good luck man. We need you alive to conquer galaxy, so live you must. There is no other option.<BR/><BR/>May the force be with you.dr_kooponhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02131162563217872389noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29323672.post-87428140093538146452007-12-12T21:24:00.000-05:002007-12-12T21:24:00.000-05:00Welcome to my life. (^ and you know that's not a h...Welcome to my life. <BR/><BR/>(^ and you know that's not a healthy sign)<BR/><BR/>But in the spirit of your problems perhaps you will enjoy this cruddy piece of writing I did about it at the end of senior year. <BR/><BR/><B>Red Bull</B><BR/>Its dead lifeforce is calling me. To chill, to pop, to push, to chug, to taste, the tangy bobbing bubbles transcending my tongue. To be refreshed, to be awoken again. To let run wild in my veins the drug that keeps the indistinguishable masses moving madly in mobs with no determined direction. To push the limits of productivity to 4,5,6 AM. To just not sleep tonight. To continue this questionable conciousness at all costs. To keep going, going, going, 'til it's all gone, and then some. To not even need to nap nor desire to dream. To be the buzz. Up and running, but dead inside.Juicyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03400503326272173713noreply@blogger.com