See thar...up thar? That's me 'n Ken. Long ago. In a junk yard far.. far... away.
Change is good!
Effective October 24, 2004, liha will be residing in Colorado.
COME VISIT! I will miss you! I will miss my roomie and in need of some E2 cool person goodness!
Update: 8/2006 -
I quit smoking (almost a year now).
I work for a small town (Engineering Assistant!)
I play FFXI. It is evil. I need help.
Halp....
I will probably never node again. Never been much of a writer.. and now... well now ya'll intimidate the crap outta me.
Update: 2017. Hello. Wow. I still have nodes. Moved to WY. Had a kid at 40. I've always been a little behind...
Blaming your faults on your nature does not change the nature of your faults.
liha
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- Am I my monkey's uncle?
- Being in a relationship is not a guarantee against loneliness
- Everything you just read is bullshit
- Halfway buried, lend me a hand
- I may dream in technicolor, but I trip the fuck out in old-school black and white
- I will node no more forever
- I'm a Chicken-Hawk, and I'm gonna eat me some chickens
- In the end, he could quiet his mind only by dying
- Infinity Welcomes Careful Drivers
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- Proof by handwaving
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- The Comfort of Depression
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- This will be of fine service for you, you bag of the scum
- Unknown, Unliked
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