Just a short post, now that I'm out of the hospital and they got those darn plungers off my head. I'd just like to say that in the past week, I missed three out of seven nights of sleep. Yay! Bad Paul!
~Paul
Welcome to Rubbish Bin #3. In my room, there is a small white trash can with the words “Rubbish Bin #2” on its side in permanent marker. Rubbish Bin #1 is a small decrepit blue notebook where I write stories, scenes, and half-baked ideas that never see the light of day.
Paul's Blog
Floating in cyberspace, you see the words "Rubbish Bin #3" hanging in neon purple letters. They melt and reform constantly.
There is a penguin here, walking around on the ice.
There is a pile of linguistic drivel on the floor.
Obvious Exits: North, East, Up, Panic
Floating in cyberspace, you see the words "Rubbish Bin #3" hanging in neon purple letters. They melt and reform constantly.
There is a penguin here, walking around on the ice.
There is a pile of linguistic drivel on the floor.
Obvious Exits: North, East, Up, Panic
About Me
- Paul
- Wonderland, United States
- Someone once told me I had an aura of cool intelligence. I wonder if he's ever looked at this blog.
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I threw the "bad paul" in there to save Maren the effort. ^_^
Okay, four out of eight nights now.
*shakes fist at plethora of papers due this week*
sorry bout that....
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...oh look, he is alive. I was beginning to wonder. *coughs significantly* You know, considering the fact that I have sent certain emails to him *cough*...begging for advice...*clears throat*
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