Class-Punk

Mein is blue.

I left my coffee at someone else's house and my writing ability is seriously maimed without it. Plus I'm starting to get a little crazy because I lack caffeine. Must fix problem.

Greetings.

I did. Multiple times.

Train insane.

Brothic.

Navy beans and chopped bacon with lots of butter and Lawry's salt.

Rraspberry Trea.

Hazy. I'm running on 7 hours of sleep, listening to disco made in 2010.

My good friend told me to check out Dishonored which I've almost beaten. I've never been big on stealth games, and in this game, stealth and non-lethal actions mean less dark outcomes. Its got a 1930's meets sci-fi feel in a giant beautiful city struck by a plague that also turns the rats carnivorous. Strategically teleporting behind the right guard at the right time, choking them out to unconsciousness, and hiding their bodies.. and sneaking around roofs, ledges, and tunnels.. is time consumingly addictive. You can go through the entire game without killing anyone or being seen if your willing to put the time in. There were some collection side quests that I felt were overtly confusing and linear, but other than that Bethesda did really good with this game. I've also been playing the co-op on Portal 2 and its a lot of fun if you don't get stuck; and a little co-op on Resident Evil 6. I might get the 2D MMORPG Wanderlust for Christmas, to support Starbound. And on the subject of Indie games, I want to play The Banner Saga when its finished. My Oblivion and Skyrim files will probably stay unused on my thumb drive until I'm out of college.

My obsession with Les Ramoneurs de Menhirs is dying down a bit to facilitate my new obsession with Foals. I prefer Punk vox to passive Indie vocals but they're really damn good at layering melodic sounds.

Those cheesy potatoes you buy in a box that turn into yellow cement when they dry.

Yes because I have a fear of heights. I still remember years ago looking down through the glass of Sears tower where cars looked like ants.

ITS TIME TO MAKE BACON AND TOAST, BREAKFAST AT TEN PM. NEXT TIME, WAFFLES.

Ripped and hungry. I completely tore it up tonight.

No girl will ever match the special place she has as my friend, one of the perks, of not being human.

I've been skimming the Vivekachudamani.

Looking for it on my thumb drive.. I found it. On the corner of the kingdom Just tryin' to keep it in line You say you wanna move on and You say I'm falling behind Can you read my mind? Can you read my mind? I never really gave up on Breakin' out of this toad-filled town I got the green light I got a little fight I'm gonna turn this thing around Can you read my mind? Can you read my mind? The good old days, the honest plumber, The restless heart, the Promised Land A subtle kiss that no one sees, A broken turtle, castle I can't reach.. Oh well I don't mind, if your on par 'Cause I don't shine without a star. Before you go, can you read my mind? It's funny how you just break down Waiting on some sign I pull up to the front of your moat, sir, With a wrench and a plunger. Can you read my mind? Can you read my mind? The bitch princess, the fireballin' glove; ducking to take cover, the retard brother. A pipe that's tall, the world unseen A city wall and a trampoline. Oh well I don't mind, if your on par 'Cause I don't shine without a star. Before you jump, Tell me what you find.. When you read my mind Slipping in my faith until I fall You never returned that call Princess, open the door, don't let it sting I wanna shoot that fire again She said I don't mind, if your on par 'Cause I don't shine without a star. Bro, don't jump on me. Bro, don't jump on me. Bro, don't jump on me. The stars are blazing like guarded upgrades, cut out of Japan, Can you read my mind?

My "About Me" is one of the world's most dangerous pictures.