Since I’ve decided to stop wasting most of my time on the Bendis board, I’m told they’ve decided that I’m dead. I’m strangely at peace with this.
Since I’ve decided to stop wasting most of my time on the Bendis board, I’m told they’ve decided that I’m dead. I’m strangely at peace with this.
Pictures of me dancing on that grave to follow.
Film at 11:00.
Yeah, you realize I’m still alive in that picture. Just like David “too butch for Bruce” Banner.
“Call him David Banner! We don’t want 70s television audiences thinking our half naked green main character is gay!”
“Brilliant!”
We’re having a seance next week to see if we can get messages from the spirit of AAlgar now that he has passed over to the great void.
That void isn’t nearly as great as everyone claims it is.
Pft, TIP still has you beat.
Though that doesn’t change the fact I miss talking to you.
Dear Dead Aal,
How do you type without boxing gloves on?
…okay, it’s moving… hang on… Okay… E… I… G… H… T… E… I… G… H… T… T… I… M… E… S…
Wow, it’s almost like he’s still with us.
Are you pissing on your own grave in that picture?
Angel: if only there were some way (or many ways) to get ahold of me that weren’t the Bendis board. If only.
Matt: god damn it.
Scott: I wasn’t meant to be, but I suppose it does look a bit like that. Also, where are those post cards?
Sorry, I got caught up in selling my old house, buying a new house, and moving in between. I’ll try to get to work on them tonight.