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[Sep. 2nd, 2010|03:03 pm] |
Hi, my name's Pixel, and I'm looking for some guinea pigs, nothing serious, just an experiment with a shared constructed unconsciousness.
Think 'Matrix' just without the post-apocalyptic reality.
Sadly, it's not a paying gig, but I'll make lunch for anyone who's interested, a group of four or five would be ideal, but I'll take whatever I can get.
ETA: My place [London address], Saturday afternoon. |
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[Aug. 23rd, 2010|02:26 pm] |
Hey, anyone want to be my guinea pig for new shading techniques? I won't charge you for whatever ink I put on you, because this shit's experimental, and I can't reach any other part of me that I want inked up.
Shit, I'll even throw in a sandwich.
Any takers? |
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[Aug. 20th, 2010|01:28 pm] |
I'm going to invest in a whole truckload of duct tape and start duct taping everyone I care about down to the earth.
Nobody else leave. |
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[Aug. 19th, 2010|07:21 pm] |
For cry-ai, what's a girl got to do to get a little attention around here? |
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[Aug. 17th, 2010|10:56 am] |
The word 'impossible' really needs to be redefined. I'm starting to get bored with achieving what people deem it. |
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[Aug. 16th, 2010|11:52 am] |
RING RING LIAM CALLING!
I've a quick questy for the lot of yous around here. Have you ever been taking a lovely little jog 'round the block and run 'cross a box of puppies?
Say then, that these puppies is very young ones. They haven't been weaned or nothing, like. And then you bring them homes, get some puppy milk stuffs for them and feeds them and start to become like the surrogate papa of these wiggly little beasts. And then they start growing and getting weaned and then you wind up getting them paper trained, then wind up having these perfectly housebroken little wiggly monsters all over your flat?
What do you do in that case, pray tell?
As I do believe I may soon be in the presence of six rather time intensive basset dogs before long.
Right, that's me solution as well.
FREE PUPPIES! POST HERE IF YOU WANT ONE. |
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[Aug. 15th, 2010|07:19 pm] |
Well that was a trip and a half, maybe even a trip and three-quarters. Not really looking to do it again anytime soon. Might still be tripping, because I'm pretty sure this ain't Saint Petersberg.
Hell I'm going to have to label that batch. |
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