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In the dawn of time before the birth of civilization, toilet habits ...

Updated Jun 26th, 2012 at 01:26 PM by yarri

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Some of you already know--some of you, not so much--that I've been working on a novel for the last few months. I've finally come to a space where I'm ready to start revising, editing, and writing the second draft. I'd pretty much stopped working on it before my surgery, and haven't done fuck all to it since. That's about nine weeks of not even thinking about. This afternoon I started thinking about where I left things, found my ending and decided now was a good time to start chopping it up and ...

[COLOR=#add8e6]as i have mentioned in previous entries of my blog, i am a metal head. i have not, however, gone into the details of my transformation into the realm of scorching guitar riffs, bone shattering drumming, intestine liquifying bass lines, and near demonic sounding vocals. when i was in high school, a friend happened upon a song called "infected" by Demon Hunter (cool band name huh?) and showed me this song over school computers (seems unreal huh?). i was hooked. i started scouring ...

I came across this earlier tonight and had no choice but to re-post it here. All of these food related blogs and threads inspired it. Enjoy, fellow Foodies.

Let us begin.


You will need: 1 loaf of hard crusted Italian bread, 3 ribeye steaks 1 lb mushrooms, an onion and some bacon.



hollow that bread out, bitch



Cook that shit
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Typical day in my house, the cupboards are bare, the fridge echoes from the depths of its being, as its empty again. In the window when I drive up I see two of my three children are staring at me with vacant expressions of the low blood sugar variety and complaints of "We're hungry and there's nothing to eat!" From the looks on the faces of the pair of them you’d think I never fed them until you notice that one of them is six foot five inches.

In my house, two of my three children ...