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Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Sunday, July 12, 2009

We come from the land of the ice and snow
from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow
How soft your fields so green
Can whisper tales of gore
Of how we calmed the tides of war
We are your overlords.

Wednesday, July 08, 2009

Is this supposed to be an accomplishment?

All you need is the Internet and some privacy. Even without those two things, you'll find a way.