From the entrance to the exit
Is longer than it looks from where we stand
I want to say I'm sorry, for stuff I haven't done yet...
Things will shortly get completely out of hand
I can feel it in the rotten air tonight
In the tips of my fingers
In the skin on my face
In the weak, last gasp of the evening's dying light
In the way those eyes I've always loved illuminate this place
Like a trashcan fire in a prison cell
Like the searchlights in the parking lots of Hell
I will walk
Down to the end
With you
If you will come
All the way down
With me
From the entrance to the exit
Is longer than it looks from where we stand
I want to say I'm sorry, for stuff I haven't done yet...
Things will shortly get completely out of hand
I can feel it in the rotten air tonight
In the tips of my fingers
In the skin on my face
In the weak, last gasp of the evening's dying light
In the way those eyes I've always loved illuminate this place
Like a trashcan fire in a prison cell
Like the searchlights in the parking lots of Hell
I will walk
Down to the end
With you
If you will come
All the way down
With me
If they're so good for my digestion, why have they made me throw up twice in the last month? I ate over six hours ago and my stomach still feels like shit.
Scrounged for anything I could find with some mint in it (which turned up some little white mints in a Zelda tin and some Junior Mints in the fridge) and drank a bottle of water with lemon oil in it, and I'm feeling much better now.
If they're so good for my digestion, why have they made me throw up twice in the last month? I ate over six hours ago and my stomach still feels like shit.
That sounds like foodborne intoxication. What form did you eat it in?
That sounds like foodborne intoxication. What form did you eat it in?
I forget what they were like on the burger at T.G.I. Friday's, and the menu on the website doesn't offer descriptions for the pictured items. I guess they look sort of like onion rings.
And this is what I ate last night at Kokoro.
Shrimp Tempura Bowl
Two tempura battered, lightly fried jumbo shrimp served with two vegetable bundles made with onion, carrots, and parsley. Topped with our specially blended tempura sauce. Served with steamed rice.
One of my biggest fears is that my last words will suck.
I've always known that mine will probably be somewhere in the range of "Ughnnnnn..."
But my favorites are:
Voltaire, who said in response to a priest telling him to renounce Satan, "Now, now, my good man, this is not the time for making enemies."
and Vespasian, who was a very pragmatic emperor and pretty much the closest thing to an atheist in Ancient Rome, yet still decided to mess with people on his death bed by exclaiming, "Oh! I think I'm becoming a god!"
Just to make fun of all the people who thought the emperor became a god upon death.
I want my last words to be "Goodnight, dear." Either that or I'll say something incredibly stupid. I don't want to finish with something wise or witty. I want to finish with something incredibly stupid, a pun, or the above. I would really prefer the above
but I do have to say, I love these last words
Dominique Bouhours [French grammarian] "I am about to--or I am going to--die; either expression is used."
I forget what they were like on the burger at T.G.I. Friday's, and the menu on the website doesn't offer descriptions for the pictured items. I guess they look sort of like onion rings.
Shrimp Tempura Bowl
Two tempura battered, lightly fried jumbo shrimp served with two vegetable bundles made with onion, carrots, and parsley. Topped with our specially blended tempura sauce. Served with steamed rice.
Try caramelizing some onions and eating just a little bit. If the same reaction occurs, then you know you may have a mild onion allergy. If you don't, I'd call the restaurant and report foodborne intoxication. If gotten out of hand, that shit can cause a lot of damage.
edit: Oh, and be thankful it wasn't foodborne infection. Hepatitis A isn't really fun.
edit 2: Oh, also be thankful it wasn't shigellosis. That's the only foodborne illness that has the symptom of Bloody Diaherrea.
I both love and hate my history class. Hate the fact that we had to take a take-home midterm that ate away my entire weekend, but love the fact that one of the essays could be substituted with a short work of historical fiction, an option that I've decided to take. I may not have succeeded in answering all of the questions, but boy was it fun to write!
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Is longer than it looks from where we stand
I want to say I'm sorry, for stuff I haven't done yet...
Things will shortly get completely out of hand
I can feel it in the rotten air tonight
In the tips of my fingers
In the skin on my face
In the weak, last gasp of the evening's dying light
In the way those eyes I've always loved illuminate this place
Like a trashcan fire in a prison cell
Like the searchlights in the parking lots of Hell
I will walk
Down to the end
With you
If you will come
All the way down
With me
Resisting... urge... to cool story bro...
You've seen through my elaborate ruse!
I'm working in conjunction with some researchers there on a grant project.
Cool. I'd ask who...but unless they are a small subset of professors that I've had, I doubt I'd know any of them
And a few history and music professors.
DARK SOULS IS KICKING MY ASS SO VERY VERY BADLY!!
Its like Ninja Gaiden all over again...
(A lot of things do these days sadly...
That sounds like foodborne intoxication. What form did you eat it in?
My situation just gets worse and worse, doesn't it?
I forget what they were like on the burger at T.G.I. Friday's, and the menu on the website doesn't offer descriptions for the pictured items. I guess they look sort of like onion rings.
And this is what I ate last night at Kokoro.
Shrimp Tempura Bowl
Two tempura battered, lightly fried jumbo shrimp served with two vegetable bundles made with onion, carrots, and parsley. Topped with our specially blended tempura sauce. Served with steamed rice.
I've always known that mine will probably be somewhere in the range of "Ughnnnnn..."
But my favorites are:
Voltaire, who said in response to a priest telling him to renounce Satan, "Now, now, my good man, this is not the time for making enemies."
and Vespasian, who was a very pragmatic emperor and pretty much the closest thing to an atheist in Ancient Rome, yet still decided to mess with people on his death bed by exclaiming, "Oh! I think I'm becoming a god!"
Just to make fun of all the people who thought the emperor became a god upon death.
but I do have to say, I love these last words
Dominique Bouhours [French grammarian] "I am about to--or I am going to--die; either expression is used."
Or at least be playing against someone who you want to wig out with your death.
I could win a hot dog eating contest. then die froma heart attack.
I thought you wanted death by sex?
Try caramelizing some onions and eating just a little bit. If the same reaction occurs, then you know you may have a mild onion allergy. If you don't, I'd call the restaurant and report foodborne intoxication. If gotten out of hand, that shit can cause a lot of damage.
edit: Oh, and be thankful it wasn't foodborne infection. Hepatitis A isn't really fun.
edit 2: Oh, also be thankful it wasn't shigellosis. That's the only foodborne illness that has the symptom of Bloody Diaherrea.
Ah, listen to this man! He speaks wise thoughts!
Oh you and your Paul McGann. Mrs McGinty's Dead has Cassandra /thread