Notebook Grab Bag

Where upon I gift you with random things yanked from the warmth and safety of my writing notebooks. Enjoy.

- Monkey is not a color

- This is not fiction, this is subjective reality

- Don't know, don't care, still happy

- Yeagermeister
Cherry soda
Vanilla vodka
Lemon
Tabasco

- It doesn't matter what you do, as the hero no one will ask inconvenient questions

- cool -> smoke
work -> dating
more sleep -> fewer bills
cotton -> chicken pox
itching powder -> bug bite
stuff -> spit
take out the trash -> childcare
observing the strange word associations when playing the Facebook game 'Family Feud'

- Subversion: woman stuffed into fridge is used to make hero angry for vengence; instead makes him go into a BSOD and be completely useless

- Woman : short hair
low cut tank top (light blue)
jeans
open mens dress shirt (white)
open toed, weave sandals
fedora

- I like geniuses; they're stupid in funny ways

- "Hey hey, looks like someone got some some last night!"
"What? How did- how can you tell?"
"Easy, you have that glow."
"Really?"
"No, stupid, you're wearing women's jeans."
"What the- ahh, man."
"Yeah, subtle. So, you gonna go change or what?"
"Nah, no time and no point now. Besides, these make my ass look great."

- Heinsburg Uncertainty Principle

- Hello My name is something
I forgot some time ago
I don't know where I'm coming from
And I don't know where to go

Now I'm stuck intside this room
With no windows and no door
Crying at the mirror
That lies broken on the floor

- I promise not to use your money on addictive things like food and shelter

- It's not panhandling, it's personal donation collection

- The Kota-Nett describe Kareen different in almost every story told. The most used, however, describes as such: she is said to have knee long hair, finer than that of the silt sand upon the beaches with the color of raven black flowing throughout. She wears wildfire for clothing, and the dancing flames of a campfire as anklets and bracelets. Carried upon her back are a quiver of shooting stars, with the crescent moon to shoot them. Her skin is a deep red, wild with adventure. Her eyes are the sun, shining upon the islands she protects.

- ~Long Yawn Shawn
~Fallen From Below
~Your Shallow Complexity
~Hollow Run