WTF?
I h8 txt spk.
(ROTFLOL)
OMG, JK!
<3
B my n00b GF?
IDK, LMFR.
URAQT.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
January 23, 2009
Stay Out
When I shut my door,
and turn up "Into the Void",
my neck starts to hurt.
Say No More.
TV: "Muuhmuhneh."
When he says "Fairies Wear Boots,"
my soul understands.
Oh Yeah!
Black nativity?
Yeah right. The devil in love?
Sounds like "N.I.B."
January 22, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
January 21, 2009
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
January 19, 2009
Multi-tasking
The day one man dies,
depending on your home town,
is one man's birthday.
REL
One's celebrated
for killing a man trying
to help his brothers.
MLK
One's celebrated
for dying a man trying
to help his brothers.
Labels:
haiku,
John Brown,
Martin Luther King jr,
politics,
Robert E. Lee
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
January 18, 2009
January 17, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
January 16, 2009
Ulysses, Ulysses, Little Flower
Our badge of courage
shall be the bruise of passion.
No more turtle-necks.
Friday, January 16, 2009
January 15, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
January 12, 2009
Winter on the Beach?!?
"It only takes one,"
then it's like winter all year!
I am so tempted.
Image is Everything
When some people smoke
they look irresponsible.
I bet I wouldn't.
Monday, January 12, 2009
January 10, 2009
Friday, January 9, 2009
Thursday, January 8, 2009
January 8, 2009
For a class today, we had to introduce ourselves in an abnormal way.
I wrote some haikus:
Colin Pinegar's
creative introduction:
I wrote some haikus.
Colin Pinegar,
my two favorite sayings are
yeah right, whatever.
I come from Salt Lake.
Some people make fun of me,
but not the Prophet.
These are things I love:
skiing, skiing, and skiing-
and the haiku, duh.
I really like food:
cereal and falafel
and peanut butter.
Winter semester
design in advertising,
it's nice to meet you
Monday, January 5, 2009
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Saturday, January 3, 2009
January 3, 2009
Friday, January 2, 2009
Thursday, January 1, 2009
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
†∞ø †∏øµ$@π∆ & ∑¡g∏†, @ $µ₥₥@®¥
Two-thousand and eight.
The question you should ask is:
"what didn't happen?"
†∏∑ @π$∞∑®
Me getting married.
Me finding a million bucks.
Me graduating.
∑׶∠@π@†¡øπ
For many reasons,
this year was my very best.
9 will rock harder.
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