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- k_temp0
My new favorite clothing brand is Uniqlo
- scarabin0
do yourself a favor and buy some truffle oil. put a few drops on your scrambled eggs, mac 'n' cheese, roasted potatoes.
sooo good.
and watch the look on her face when you serve up "truffled eggs" for breakfast.
- or better yet get the real thingscarabin
- http://latimesblogs.…locustsloth
- not that you'd care, it's just i watched this the other nightlocustsloth
- yeah a lot of people have strong feelings about the stuff, but it's a great introduction and smells/tastes wonderfulscarabin
- i'm looking forward to picking up an actual mushroom next week and trying it on some thingsscarabin
- I recently had the pleasure of eating a mushroom risotto with truffle oil, that stuff is the goods.ali
- Complexfruit0
- when you motivate yourself that way you can't fail :Dloool
- drgs0
- GeorgesII0
WELL FUCK ME!
- Those poor kids. The death must have been pretty instantaneous but they must have been terrified anyway.Horp
- FUCK ME indeed********
- fuckin terriblelocustsloth
- jeezHAYZ1LLLA
- Hombre_Lobo0
im finally gonna try this twitter bullshit out.
whos good to follow?
qbncertified of course. any other good design twitter feed? thanks :)- I emailed your email in your profile, is it a real address... ?********
- I see you like email in your email so we emailed your email.********
- Ha, cheers mate!Hombre_Lobo
- I emailed your email in your profile, is it a real address... ?
- ItalianStallion0
Watching Italy-Norway UEFA female under 19 Champs.
Good times.
- Hombre_Lobo0
set just tried to 'cybor' me on google talk messenger. It was glorious.
- it's pronounced 'cyber rape'.********
- or eRape.********
- Lol either way its all gooooood!Hombre_Lobo
- it's pronounced 'cyber rape'.
- bliznutty0
Tool is releasing a new album in May 2012!! likely a tour to follow!!
- i hope their trajectory turns back toward Undertow/Aenima. i'm getting a little weary of the sound paintingslocustsloth
- i agree locust.. but still anticipatingbliznutty
- i'm down. apc bores me to tears but i'll go see tool againscarabin
- mydo0
Feeling good to be back in London for a few weeks. Still find this oyster card thing confusing as hell though.
- capn_ron0
I'm meeting with a pizza restaurant owner tonight and he wants me to paint his restroom with a punk theme. Like the whole thing all crazy. I have no idea what to charge for something like this.
On another note. I just got some serious head whomp going in my headphones. So GOOD!
- here's the link for the music:
http://www.mediacont…capn_ron - aaahh shit. just go to mediacontender.com and download the SPL smog podcastcapn_ron
- download worked for me, thanks!scarabin
- here's the link for the music:
- monospaced0
Just got back from the Mohawk Paper awards dinner. Wined and dined on their dime. Good times. Plus, I met Massimo Vignelli.
- shade0
so I've decided to gain 25 pounds this summer... any advice?
- goldieboy0
75 layers and 750 links all in one indesign document... O_O
- GeorgesII0
Sorry,
I've nowhere else to post this mass of text...
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I was home alone for the week, as my family had gone on vacation while I had to stay and work. It was around 2 AM, and I'd stayed up to watch a scary movie in the dark in my basement. I was intent on really scaring myself and seeing how far into terror I could really go - while still knowing I was safe in my own home.It was then that I heard pounding footsteps on the first floor. This was a common annoying occurrence when my family was home - every time they passed through the front hallway, past the basement door, I heard their footsteps. This time, fear immediately shot through me at the sound. My reflex was to turn the television off immediately... the basement door was up a flight of steps and around a corner, so whoever it was would not have seen any light.
I heard the basement door handle click and turn as I sat in absolute darkness. I moved slowly so as to be absolutely silent, and crawled behind our large television. As I passed it inch by inch, I noted with panic that its black screen still dimly glowed. I heard footsteps coming down the carpeted but creaky stairs.
I froze in my hiding place, listening. For many long minutes, I heard nothing. Had the intruder seen the television's afterglow, or had it faded in time? Was he standing in the pitch dark listening for me? I seemed to lie there in total silence for an interminably long time. My panic began to fade, and I began to think more clearly.
Had I really heard an intruder? Could someone possibly be standing there in silence for so long without making any noise? The basement was so exceedingly quiet that the silence itself began to hurt my ears. Could the unknown person really avoid any noise from shuffling or breathing or anything else? If there was an intruder, he was still in the basement, because the creaky stairs were incredibly loud, the door handle clicked, and he wouldn't know to mask his footsteps on the first floor so that they couldn't be heard down here...
I began counting in my head trying to pass the time, as drool fell from my mouth onto the carpet - I didn't dare risk the sound of swallowing. I reached sixty seconds once, twice... thirty times... sixty times... by now my fear had faded and I was more confused than anything. I estimated I'd been crouched in the absolute black for almost two hours, and had still heard nothing. If there was an intruder, none of this made sense... finally, I decided I'd have to make a move. If I did nothing, eventually the sun would come up, and shine in through the small basement windows... and, worse, I began to smell something horrible and cloying.
Slowly, ever so slowly, I began inching my way towards the stairs by way of the walls. If someone was standing there in the dark, I should be able to go around them and then make a break up the stairs... meanwhile, the horrible odor grew stronger. Had something died down here in the night? No living person would smell like that... terrible images of some sort of corpse-monster listening for me in the dark erupted in my thoughts, and I moved as fast as I could without making a sound.
Just as I finally approached the stairs, there was an enormous clatter, as of something falling or collapsing on the floor. It was at that moment I leapt forward and crashed up the stairs, running out through the open basement door and my wide-open front door. Now certain that someone was in the house, I called the police from my cellphone and watched my house from afar.
The police came, checked inside the house, and then grimly came back out to question me. They'd found a body in the house - my elderly neighbor, who seemed to have died of a heart attack. Their belief was that I must have left the front door unlocked, and he must have wandered in my house while dying, looking for help. At first, I felt horrible, thinking that I had sat there in the dark while the old man literally died a few feet away.
Then it occurred to me - what the hell was that loud noise of things falling, that last prompted me to bolt up the stairs and out of the house? I asked the police and they confirmed - the back door of my house had been left open as well, near a single bare footprint in the mud. Somehow, for some reason I'll never know, there was someone else in that basement with us... silent, waiting, and listening in the dark over the fresh corpse of an old man.
- lol********
- i wasn't going to read this because it's so long, but since digdre lol'ed, i will have to read it. i hope it's worth it...CanHasQBN
- awesome.CanHasQBN
- repost spam shit********
- yeah, you didn't write this...you can't even write close to this well and you know it...monospaced
- of course he didnt....CanHasQBN
- goddamm people,
I wonder why I waste my time linking the shit eheheh!GeorgesII
- lol