Art by MeddygonThere is a fine line \ Between genius and madness. \ It is called timing.

ettin64: THAT WAS MEAN
Schroe Dot Org: … I am a mean person. I commit crimes. And I’m psychic. They haven’t caught me. So I’m a small medium at large.
ettin64: …. WHY DID I NOT SEE THAT COMING. That was bad :P
Schroe Dot Org: ^_^

I’m so tired. When I close my eyes, I see dreams. I’m not even sleeping, but there they are, plain as day. They’re just variations of normal things. They’re odd, out of place, but they fit.

Half-Life, and faulty RPGs sticking in the wall.

I have no farking clue what this one was a bout, but it involved coffee, cakes, campus (shopping) carts and Eddie and Psymon from SSX tricky, as well as Jorenko and I, and a few unknown people.

Let’s assume for a brief moment that I believe the world revolves around me.

That would mean that I would be trying to get people to love me, not telling them to fuck off.

It’s not that I enjoy talking to walls . . . it’s that I enjoy convincing the wall that it’s a floor.

Schroe Dot Org (04.17.56): Hatt to your left!
Schroe Dot Org (04.18.00): Cheetah to your right!
Aussie Ben Work (04.18.01): eh?
Aussie Ben Work (04.18.06): I see.
Schroe Dot Org (04.18.07): The geckos are behind you!
Schroe Dot Org (04.18.10): RUN OR FIGHT!
Aussie Ben Work (04.18.13): right.
Schroe Dot Org (04.19.43): * Cheetah eats you

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