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October 2005

There were 8 posts published in October 2005 (this is page 1 of 1).

I pull the wig down from the shelf

Sega’s Halloween costume contest was extremely half-assed this year.

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I pull the wig down from the shelf

Sega’s Halloween costume contest was extremely half-assed this year.

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And the rhythm was new to me

Floating through corridors in Narita International Airport.

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I’ve never seen so many men ask you if you wanted to dance

Very productive rehearsal tonight for Romance in D at the Bus Barn.

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I don’t get paid to sing what everyone is thinking

In some way, reading Achewood made me feel like I could use comics as a legitimate creative form expressing down and up and sideways moods as long as people knew it was going to be unusual and not always a laugh line in the third panel.

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Trying to make a living and doing the best I can

… and back to Tokyo the week after next.

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Si te rog, iubirea mea, primeste fericirea

For those of you infected with the Maiahi virus from my post a few weeks ago, the only cure is more Maiahi.

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Late last night I got an SOS

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