Today I want to be evocative.

Tomorrow I want to take back my library books.

Phrase obsession!

Plate Tectonics.

Limerick

The old fishing man fished with a pike
in the cold water, in pale moonlight.
He thrusts his spear down
at nary a sound.
You can stare at the blind all you like.

Frenching.

You can stare at the blind all you like.

Jungle Cats
Jungle Cats
Jungle Cats
Jungle Cats
Jungle Cats

Right now I'm obsessed with the phrase: Jungle Cats

Angsty blog

A series of hypothetical facebook statuses:

-RC is lakefront property and you are a piece of shit.
-RC thinks you are a piece of shit.
-RC is listening to Sondre Lerche and you are a piece of shit.
-RC says: peace, you piece of shit.
-RC, you piece of shit.
-RC wants you to know that he is aware of your existence, you piece of shit.
-RC shit, you piece.
-RC is your piece of shit.
-RC wants pie.