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The Lewd Angel

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"Artistic" boners anyone?

I bet there is some weird guy somewhere that gizzes on stuff and then and then calls it art.

Actually I just investigated and the only thing I can find really is a joke article about ejaculate art. Whatever I'm sure it happens.

I hate joke news/not-even-jokes-just-fake news. I don't understand why it is such a popular thing. Ugh. When I lived with Dave he had this book of the onion that was fake news articles and it kind of drove me crazy. It would be in the bathroom and you would think okay I am gonna read this while I have a dump, which really-keep me occupied or distracted while I have a dump type reading is not highly demanding of quality, but still the thing was so fucking boring that I couldn't even like stand to be trapped in the bathroom with it. I mean I am pretty sure that it prevented me from pooping because I would kind of tense up if I tried to read it because then you are just like christ I just got shot with the boredom gun.

I am still working on printing this effing blog off and I am at a pretty boring part of it- there is a couple okay things but mostly I just had writers block and was obsessed with that miniature suitcase and it is just boredom barf. Most things usually feel like boredom barf coming out but sometimes in retrospect you like it more.

I am supposed to be sewing this cube thing for school but I am having a hard time getting into it. It is one of lame art projects that I am like haha I will do this dumb thing and then never do only now that I am school I have to do some them sometime or think of a real art project so I just do that.

Also I think I should not talk about dumb art projects because that is another theme in the large boring phase of writing-I think my brain just got stck in a loop of thinking about them and the mini suitcase and getting baptised. Ugh, when I was obsessed with a minitiature suitcase should not be a phrase best describes a period of my life.

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