Sinfest

jesus, Sam, don't add me, what the hell

(creep)

Dear Sinfest:

I love you, but you're no good for me. I'm leaving you. Bye.

♥,
Secret

unless they're also my first name.

SORRY LAS, RM, MARIK

edit: shit, I actually have more internet friends than that.

same edit: dear god, even the newbies are networking, when will it end

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Well, heck I wouldn't like to fuck with your vibe man, but we were all up in here having a serious discussion and shit. Man, any minute now Sam was about to drop a cartoon on our shit, and then Andre ...

You are always, always talking about this stuff as though it's imminent, on the cusp, just about ready to crest, look out here it comes, any minute now, here we go this is it, look out its coming, for ...

Second clue: It's his website. Right below every post he makes.

I'm unfriending every 'fester on my list now. So there.

::happy wiggle::

You say it's your birthday! It's my birthday too, yeah!

Depends how you write essays. Studies of released essays showed that longer essays scored higher, as long as they were on topic, but despite multiple factual errors. The average essay, written in 25 m ...

The SAT (and ACT) scores are kind of important for me because I'm being hyperambitious in my college search, and my other credentials are not exceptional.

That, combined with a degree of idealizati ...

See, I deeply desire to attend one.

My necrotic sins are terrible, but I've found this thread again and I love it.

Midway upon the journey of our life
I found myself within a forest dark,
For the straightforward pathway had been lo ...

The SAT is sort of long and draconian. But I think I aced it.
Except the essay bit, where I was provided half the time I usually take, and accordingly got halfway through my essay before being cut of ...

Does preventative medicine actually save money? The screening has to be applied to large groups, for a presumably relative few who will actually have the problem.

No, no, no. He's accusing you of being a sex addict.

I hear it's pretty easy to lose control of one's appetites.

Man. I am reading Achewood (approaching 2004), and it is ridiculously, preposterously awesome. Not only the strips, but the comments, too.