there's too many of these. here's another.

there is a God:
[and he hates us]

corey squared

learning english is fun.

my bottom feels strange.

oh, hoff, you're a national treasure.

just because.

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last weekend i went to chicago for the pitchfork music festival.
it was rocking fun.
saw grizzly bear, battles, iron & wine, cat power, and yoko ono.
was an interesting experience to see yoko.
i loved cat power o'rama. i enjoyed myself greatly.
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i also got to go to the chicago kwik e mart.
pictures below:

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this is the outside at night. obviously.

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an ad for springfield's bank on the outside of the building and marge lurking in the dark.

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scott, marge, me, and apu (inside, smiling like crazy)

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apu!

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scott lovingly stroking marge's giant blue hair.

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goofy lookin' me poking marge in the eye. she liked it.

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inside. beauteous pink donuts, me with krusty-o's, and chief wiggum making sure i don't shoplift.

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ralph eats a popsicle. i keep holding my box o' frosted cereal.

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a slightly blurry pic of me trying to get fresh with comic book guy. how could i not? he's got a hot ass and i love nachos.

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i love the sasquatch

i was thinking

about the bjork video

(that i previously posted)

as

i was
randomly flipping

through the dictionary

post playing scrabble.

i

found this word

which

is a new

favorite

of mine:

tintinnabulation: (n.) the ringing sound of bells

• rock you like a hurricane
  

Happy 4th of July, y'all!!!

[his legs are hairier than mine.]

[almost.]

[also, fyi, i have that outfit. except my sequined short shorts are shorter.]

[yeeeoowww!!!]

broccoli-fy yourself.

so nice i'll post it twice:
[you make me touch your hands for stupid reasons]

One need not be religious or spiritual to appreciate the ability to find space for oneself, to seek self-expression, and to be indifferent to or choose not to conform to the ways of the world. A spiritual tradition or culture has often been the context, but some individuals have created their own philosophical reasons for pursuing solitude. Others have discovered renewed creativity from limited periods of solitude. As long as solitude is voluntary, not forced by psychological illness or institutional confinements or oppressions, solitude has been universal. ~from Hermitary

Not all men are called to be hermits, but all men need enough silence and solitude in their lives to enable the deep inner voice of their own true self to be heard at least occasionally...For he cannot go on happily for long, unless he is in contact with the springs of spiritual life which are hidden in the depths of this own true soul. ~Merton

You think that I am impoverishing myself by withdrawing from men, but in my solitude I have woven for myself a silken web or chrysalis, and, nymph-like, shall ere long burst forth a more perfect creature, fitted for a higher society. ~Thoreau

I thrive best on solitude. If I have had a companion only one day in a week, unless it were one or two I could name, I find that the value of the week to me has been seriously affected. It dissipates my days, and often it takes me another week to get over it. ~Thoreau

I am never lonely. A lonely person is one who is not aware of the complete fullness within. When you become dependent on something outside without having awareness of the reality within you, then you will indeed be lonely. The whole search for enlightenment is to seek within, to become aware that you are complete in yourself. You are perfect. You don't need any externals. No matter what happens in any situation, you need never be lonely.
-- Swami Rama, Living with the Himalayan Masters

When a grasshopper sits on a blade of grass, he has no thought of separation, resistance, or blame. Human children prefer dragonflies whose wings and bellies are as red as chili peppers. But the green grasshopper blends completely with the green grass, and children rarely notice it. It neither retreats nor beckons. It knows nothing of philosophy or ideals. It is simply grateful for its ordinary life. -- Thich Nhat Hanh, Fragrant Palm Leaves