Filed under: personal, porn, random, sex | Tags: big toe, blog, blogging, deleted blog, hallux, the end
The hallux, commonly referred to as the big toe (also as great toe or thumb toe), although it may not be the longest toe on the foot of some people, is the innermost toe of the foot. It is counted as digit I (one). The name stems from the Latin for the same, similar to the pollex, which refers to the thumb.
Fucking retarded. I don’t even know why I though that was so hilarious and cool enough to title a new blog after.
I’m sticking to my original blog.
Goodbye to this blog,
Unijorn
Filed under: personal, porn, random, sex | Tags: camera, lomo, lomography, oktemat, personal, photo, photography, porn, random, sex
Reminds me of domo oregato, Mr. Roboto.
Lomo Oktemat-O, Mr. … … ?
Mine.
The Lomography Oktomat
Filed under: personal, porn, random, sex | Tags: body-building, body-toning, concert, diet, exam, french, girlfriend, gym, gymnasium, homwork, jazz, lazy, music, personal, porn, procrastinating, procrastination, protein diet, random, report, sex, studied, study, test, the truth about cats and dogs
NOW!
No.
Gym first. Then work. Then gym again. Then Pick up Kitty so she can help me with my French homework. Then I can use my laptop and lay in bed doing my music homework while she watches the movie we’ve got planned to see this time: The Truth About Cats and Dogs.
Then tomorrow I should be caught up. Except I have a test in my jazz class, and I haven’t studied for shit. And I still haven’t done the concert report. I don’t really want to, but I have to.
P.S.: I’m on the tuna/corn/water/maybe raisins for desert/vitamins diet.
Filed under: personal, porn, random, sex | Tags: blues, folk, personal, porn, random, sex, sunday, vitamins
The real folk blues is back, vitaminless.
Filed under: personal, porn, random, sex | Tags: random, personal, sex, love, porn, fear, god, beats, nujabes, perspective, peace
There are certain things that just make it all okay.
When you look at it all in a different perspective
It’s scary at first, but then that fear dies
And all that’s left is love, peace, and God.
That’s all you need.
Filed under: personal, poetry, porn, random, sex | Tags: illusion, personal, poem, poetry, porn, random, sex
Fighting the feeling of confusion
With someone watching over me
I’m inspired once again
Set free from the illusion of being free
Filed under: personal, porn, random, sex | Tags: exercise, gym, gymnasium, personal, pool, porn, random, sex, swimming, swimming laps, swimming pool, work out
I went swimming yesterday morning before work.
I swam laps for about a half hour, and I felt fantastic.
So later in the evening after work, I went to buy some goggles and a swimming cap.
I ditched class today to go swimming after work.
I swam laps for about an hour – maybe a bit more.
I feel fan-fucking-tastic.
Except when I got home I was hungry as hell and I ate like a stoned sumo wrestler with the munchies.
Filed under: personal, porn, random, sex | Tags: anonymous, community, couldn't execute query, faith, hope, loss, lost, love, missing, personal, porn, random, sad, sex, tw, wordpress
I don’t have the fortitude to keep up with my YouTube or my Unijorn WordWress page.
My private one is okay, for those nights when there’s really nothing else to do, and I happen to have the fortitude and want to write a lot about me… Much ado about nothing.
But nothing is the same as TW.
I miss TW so so very very much.
For once, I was part of a small masked community who encouraged each other to never lose hope in not only love, life, and others, but in themselves.
That was suddenly restricted significantly for some reason. Since then, I’ve been a wreck.
Well, at the same time, since then things have been going really smoothly, but it’s just not the same. It’s still missing from my life.
Filed under: personal, porn, random, sex | Tags: acceptable, fat, obese, okay, overweight, personal, porn, question, quickie, random, sex
Just a few quick things…
Question: When did being fat become okay? I mean, when did it become okay to be overweight? When did it become acceptable to “need” a burger once a week? When did exercise become something for people with “better commitment than me?”
And last but not least…
How long can you spin?
http://www.leekspin.com/
Filed under: personal, porn, random, sex | Tags: body, coffee, health, life, love, personal, porn, random, sex, silly, stupid, suicide
Suicide is for pussies.
I’m not a pussy.
I’ll never do that.
Fucking stupid.
Life is too awesome and full of things to do and people to meet and experiences to have and emotions to feel. It may or may not be linked in some cosmic weird inexplicable way, but it’s just that: inexplicable. We can come to conclusions, but like I’ve always known: We’ll never understand.
All I know is that I’m in control of my life, and everyone else in in control of their lives, and it’s pretty damned awesome to see all the variety in this world. It’s too beautiful to lose.
I nearly came to nearly being close to nearly having a breakdown because of nearly coming to some weird conclusion of my own based on someone else’s conclusion, but I’m fine now, and I feel normal. I blame the unhealthiness, and I just gotta get healthy again.
No more being stupid and drinking coffee at night.
Sleep is good, period.
Love, peace, and afro grease,
Jon
P.S.: If there was some kind of message for me, it was “Knock it off, stupid-ass, and treat your body right.” I’ve always known that a healthy body is a healthy mind, and I strayed from that for some reason.
I’ve got a good life going for me, and I’m not gonna fuck that up.
