The Mezunian

Die Positivität ist das Opium des Volkes, aber der Spott ist das Opium der Verrückten

I Miss E’en November ( diga más, nunca no quiero a hablar de eso ) [ DER JUNGE HAT KEINE VERDAMMTEN KLASSIKER ]

So cozy is the evening o’ the year;

but the new year…

               it’s opening blinds to blinding light

& yanking all the blankets off me…

                                                                      ¿Why?

The grandest meal that lasts is that last supper

cooked warm on death row.

                                                        But now

I’m leased to nothing but the clear-skied breeze.

& the’ain’t e’en any leaves.

                                                        But wind…

Posted in Metered, Poetry

PJ Watches Me Play Mario Party 2

I just happened to set my Wii-U screen controller thing to the side, on my blankets, & PJ ( Patches Jr. ) decides to curl up in front & watch.

Not to brag, but I deserve props for being able to beat that minigame while holding a camera up to PJ.

Posted in What the Fuck Is this Shit?