>>> An idea born...

^{... of boredom for some streetside insanity.}

Does anyone remember a brief fad/gimmick called SOAP Shoes?

*looks around*

No?

*sighs sadly*

Well, I do, and for those who have no idea what I'm typing about, click and take a gander at the answer to this question: Daddy, what's a SOAP shoe?

And I'm thinking of making my own.

*mock gasps from the audience*

Yes, that's right, you're not hearing things, I would like to make my own, just for kicks [no pun intended].

I found a couple of somewhat helpful links, IF you're interested.

+ Instructables : How to make your own pair of SOAPs
+ E-How : SOAP shoes

Now I just need to get my grubby mitts on a couple pairs of skate shoes of dubious origins - regardless whether they're second-hand legally or not [ask no questions and I tell you no lies, haha, I'm kidding!] - and someone with a workshop for some assistance.

*taps chin* I wonder who I can ask... Hmmm...

Any suggestions and aid - no, not first aid! - would be most welcome and showered with gratitude.

So, someday sooner or later, don't be surprised if you see a dark-skinned nutter in a hoodie sliding across multiple stone bench edges along the downtown stretch, ey.

It's just a matter of time.

Mwahahaha, laters, gaters.

>>> Been a while...

... hasn't it?

Nearly half a year since I've updated this place.

A lot has happened since.

I'm still with Purple, my wonderful, ever so lovely girlfriend, and it's been a rollercoaster ride and a half, filled with everything possible. Baby bee, if you're reading this, know that INDIA-LIMA-UNIFORM is still very much in force, and always will be. *winks*

Some friends have come and gone, some are still around, some are going through so much crap that it's insane and there are some still floating around in limbo. *salute* To Pervalidus, Plasticated, Ferret, Grimm, Raven, Lynx [you're still damn silly, honestly], all the SB crews that I've worked with and whoever I may be missing (you know who you are), YOU'RE ALL NUTS but it's a pleasure and an honour to know most of you.

The number one problem with everything is the lack of a computing device to connect to the worldwide web. I'm planning a little caper to solve this numero uno issue of mine, 'tis only a matter of time and time will tell in the end. *evil laugh*

Now, where are my co-conspirators? *looks around and shrugs*

I NEED MORE MONEY.

And as such, I'm looking for another job.

Failing that, checking out loans so I can go back to school so I can pursue my dream of being an EH-DU-KAY-TOR, hah-haaa!!!

Anyways, hope you've all been well.

I gotta jet...

LATERS!

_{By the way I have a Formspring page, so go there and fire away with questions, if you don't mind.}

>>> A tale...

... of not much import.

Or so it seems.

Read on, MacDuff, read on.

They were Hunters, lean and well-meaning.

'Twas a Stag, frustrated and fatigued.

They laid in wait.

It walked in unknowning.

They sprang to the attack.

It fled, twisting and leaping.

They hunted without pause.

It backed into a corner.

They stood ready, unflinching. It submitted to Its end, a bloodless death, shot through to Its heart. A plaintive cry upon Its lips as It fell.

"Maketh not promises not easily kept, for such are empty and akin to the broken."

And so ends a tale of not much import.

Alas, there is not much more.

A good night to you, Lords and Ladies.

Good night.

>>> Ridiculous...

... and it can't keep happening.

NO MORE DEBATES, ARGUMENTS AND FIGHTS OVER STUFF THAT SHOULDN'T BE A HUGE ISSUE.

CAN'T WE ALL JUST GET ALONG WITHOUT ALL THIS UNNECESSARY BIZ!?

NO MORE, NO MORE!

I CAN'T!

I JUST CAN'T!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH!!!

*wants to die under a rock*

>>> Interesting...

... are the interests that I have.

I blame the Doc for my interest in furs. Trust me, it's the most amazing feeling to be lying on furs with a loved one. *snickers*

But I don't know who to blame for my fascination with corsets and seeing women in them. *laughs* I think that every woman should have at least one.

That is all for this random bit of confessional posting.

As you were, carry on!