Yup, it's troof. After three whole days as a LiveJournal, I decided to take Grim Realizations to greener pastures. Find it all at www.grimrealizations.com! Eventually I may use this site as a real LJ, once I get something worth a damn to talk about. For now, just stick to the non-sequiters at the aforementioned blag.


...Since I'm pimping stuff, also check out The Barista Chronicles, a blag of epic proportions. And Sky, I am hot shit. Internet alliance GO!

Chris Hansen and Geppetto would not get along.

Nobody is invincible.

Cars rock, SUVs roll.

For the life of me, I can't tell the difference between a koan and dementia.

Lizards aren't pets, they're furniture.

If I had a light green shirt and a pith helmet I could get away with anything.

Good intentions are worth their weight in gold.

It's been so long since I've played Gauntlet that Wizard has probably starved to death.

One may be the loneliest number, but at least it stays positive.

Mother's Day is for actual mothers, not "bad muthas." Every day is Mutha's Day.

Revenge is a dish best served with a light zinfandel.

Nobody actually needs more cowbell.

We're totally not prepared for the zombie apocalypse.

There's a chance, however slim, that you're all just really creative LARPers.

Realization not found.

My bologna had a first name.

I'm a towel.

If it is dark, you are likely to be eaten by a grue.