Category Archives: Postbox
I think some alterations may be imminent
I’m working on designing a new header. I love this theme, though, so unless recently they’ve come up with a better one then I’m keeping it. I think the header will be black and white and indigo and vermilion. Because … Continue reading
Three years
I’ve been on this particular URL for three years. Sure, I’ve only posted like two months’ worth of posts, but I still thought it was notable. I’m writing this on September 27, 2010 because I know I’ll forget to post … Continue reading
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Dude, your esophagus is showing
Today in biology class, we were dissecting frogs. I was okay with this, until my fish blinked its eye mournfully at me. “Dude,” he said, “your esophagus is showing.” I looked down at my froggy stomach. “Yes, it is,” I … Continue reading
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One of those days
It’s one of those days. It’s one of those days when the cold isn’t mind-clearing and beautiful, but bone-chilling and frightening. It’s like the difference between a glassy pool and a storm. It’s one of those days when you can’t … Continue reading
Dreaming
I don’t dream very often, but when I do, it’s awesome: There’s a wooden gate. A yellow eye stares at you, unblinking, through a knothole. A person sees this and opens the gate, yelling, “I found you, black cat!” but … Continue reading
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