HawkeyePierce

That's awesome! I would swear that I could touch the screen and feel it.

Love it! The texturing is really interesting, too. Did you do this digitally? If so, how did you get the effect?

Thailand. I visited once and was hooked on the hectic, beautiful chaos of Bangkok. I want to know that country more. It's so alive. Also, Peru. I want to explore the Manu area and see six foot long giant river otters.

Oh man, my best friend growing up had a Commodore 64. It had a mountain climbing game that we used to love. I miss that thing and its huge floppy disks.

Luna. With coffee. 'Nuff said.

You could go the narcissistic route, or you could dig a little deeper into this line: "She is very meticulous and fails to see the wondrous magnificence of her elegant manestyle creations." Why does she not see that her creations are beautiful? Is she always worried about failing? Does she never think that she'd good enough for others? You could banish some of the Sue-ishness by digging into the psychology of why she is blind to something that others find perfectly obvious. It will give her more depth, too, so that readers can relate.

I have an EpiPen. My friend gave it me when he was dying. It seemed really important to him that I have it.

See, I want a ponified version of The Hobbit. How do they manage those crazy beards? Do they step on them and trip? What are the proportions of a dwarf pony? But then again, LotR could be great as well. Is the Balrog a pony creature, or something else? Is Shelob just a giant eight-legged pony that eats other ponies? The image of that is actually more terrifying than regular Shelob.

This sounds amazing. I may make it out just to hear/read your terrible fanfiction.

There are the serious betrayals that you never forget because of the impact that they had. Deep stuff, hurtful stuff. Then, there are the minor betrayals that tell you a person's nature in a way that could, occasionally, become a funny story. Dillon was an odd individual. That's fine - I'm an odd individual. We hung out, had a good time together, started a house painting business together. He always seemed distant, though. Like I was never sure whether he was really...there. Then, he was invited to a party at a friend's house. Sorry, "friend". The two of them had been having a good time together for a few weeks, and Dillon invited me to come along to meet her and her roommates. The party was good. We watched some forgettable movie and talked about forgettable halfhearted philosophical topics in the way that you do. Problem was, Dillon had disappeared halfway through the party, as did his friend. I wasn't an idiot, so I figured that I would wait it out, chat with folks, and enjoy the end of the party. That was all I could do, because I didn't have a car. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention: Dillon was my ride. Or at least, that was what I assumed until when, after nearly everyone had left, he appeared and announced that he was staying there for the night. Also, his friend's roommates weren't comfortable with a stranger sleeping on their couch. So...I had to leave. It is at this point that I will point out that I lived ten miles away. And that was how a twenty year-old Hawkeye ended up literally running ten drunken miles to finally arrive home at three in the morning. Dillon and I aren't friends anymore.

I'm ending a five year relationship tomorrow. I feel calm. I feel ready. I feel nervous. It's all a little surreal.

I saw this under "Recent Topics" and I have to say that the idea of this post is amazing when you don't know that you are talking about bands. I was thinking, "Parties with pendulums and/or knives? How are the pendulums used? Are they used in conjunction with the knives? What about if it's just a pendulum or knife party? Who do you invite to such an event? Are the pendulums and knives provided by the host, or is it BYOP/BYOK?" So many questions.

There are some spiffy looking shoes in this thread! I wear my Merrell Moab hiking boots everywhere - I initially got them for backpacking, but ended up loving the fit so much that I just started wearing them everywhere. They're the best shoes I've ever owned.

Pop country is my guilty pleasure. I won't seek it out, but I won't change the channel if it comes on. The only country that I won't listen to is Toby Keith, because that dude is straight up crazy.

Add one member to the "It's warm and sunny and I'm inside all day working" club. Fortunately, this weather should hold for a while yet.

I have to go with autumn. As much as I enjoy the snow, the smell of trees on a warm autumn evening makes me nostalgic. It's a good time for walking and thinking and dreaming.

269895 Alright, scratch that everyone. Not War is going on. Also, seriously Fiwwypino, the bug on your sig is deeply and fundamentally distressing. It's hard not to look at it. I applaud you.