I don't know how it would turn out. On the one hand, Preston's have youth on their side, and a certain razor-sharp grace(like a slicer). This guy's, though, are altogether more weathered, more seasoned-salt and pepper, don't you know. Be tough to call, I reckon.
Up in the dark, home in the dark. This is a silly way to make a living. Fun though, regardless. There's nothing quite so satisfying as my friend's dulcet tones as she curses me out for waking her. It snowed this morning.
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you're really talking about preston's eyebrows on your blog?
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dear god, for some reason i can't wait to get back to eugene ... your painting is "finished", though i may make a few additions/adjustments before i finally put it in your sweaty palms (it's really not what i wanted it to be, so i'm kinda disappointed, but ...) ....... BE EXCITED!
and, realistically, EVERYTHING and EVERYWAY is a "silly way to make a living", let's be honest.
why the fuck can't i go to bed before 5am anymore? kill me. !!! (you'll get to go home from work early!)
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