SleepyBoy

Yo there! Sorry I haven't replied the last couple of days. I've been majorly tired after work lately. I'll try to reply tonight, hopefully I'll have the energy! :3
In the meantime, is everything alright? Did you make a decision to go there already? ("there" In case "there" is too private to discuss here. xD)

Well, maybe I exaggerated a bit, it was more like 7 years old, but still, it was time to replace that thing. It still played cassetes. O:

It's pretty nice. I get to meet people, and basically just do nothing all day and get payed. Though it's tireing and I'm usually just laying in my chair when I come home. Ohmagod, I counted last Friday, and it was about 3950!

Yeah, but I'd really like to put some nice notes in there. "Hey, no matter how bad you feel, or how mean people are, life get's better! Yay!" Or something.

It wasn't, I just started with a sentence, and it developed. I'd write down for you now, but I can't find my notebook, cuz it's too dark. I'll put it here once I have it. :3

Cool! I usually doodled around on unimportant school-papers when I was in highschool. I just got the notebook when I wanted to write a book, but then used it for my lyrics. (The book didn't happen, sadly. Yet. ^^)

How's your weekend?

I thought about leaving some funny pics or poems or wise words in a folder or two. But I probably will only do so at the very last day, my father works there, too and I don't want him to get any trouble.
(And all this time I have been taking apart folders I secretly hoped to find something like this from a foregoer of me. But nothing. Nada. Niente! Just dull and dry bussiness talk... So boring those peoplz here.)

How cool! xD
I actually have only one poem in it so far. It's about a bum living on the street. How about you? Do you also write poems and stuff or just draw in there?

*Should write more poems in there...*
(Oh, how I hate the limit for characters on messages. How I hate them with a burning passion. :P)

Seriously, though, I think so too. But whatever, the radio was like 10 years old, it was time to get a new one.

Seriously, though, I do all sorts of stuff. I organize coffee, cream and sugar, I clean up stuff, I talk to people and show them around. Recently I cleaning up the stock. There are a thousand folders I have to throw away and I have to take apart EVERY SINGLE ONE of them... (Actually they're more like four thousand, but I don't wanna brag... :3)

I never shower really hot. But my last radio just acted all weird after I used it like that for a while. It started playing random songs and whispering satanic messages... O:
(It didn't. But it really acted weird. It wouldn't play the cds right, and I coulnd't turn up the volume anymore. This is the main reason I bought a new one. Moar volumez = Moar funz. :3

I so would! But I can't, I'm only making a stage and the other people would probably think I just draw around all day. Besides, I'm only at my desk for like 20% of the day right now.

But I always put them into a little black notebook I carry with me. Along with drafts for lyrics and poems and whatnot. Do you have one of these for your drawing? I always loved the idea of just sitting down, flip open my notebook and draw some doodles of what's just happening. Those always look cool when an artist does them. :3

Singing is great. I have a small radio next to the shower and usually sing along really loud. :3

Just some random things. Little faces or parts of lyrics or poems. Stuff that randomly comes to my mind.

How was comic con?

Me too. Though they're not so much of bimbos. They just wanted to just have fun, I wanted to express myself. It just didn't work out with too many people involved. We're actually all still friends and I sometimes join after the band rehearsel for some chatting. (They actually play at my house, since my brother's in there, too)
So, don't diss ma homies! :P

Oh I just love singing. I wish I could record my own songs as a singer. Would be sooo great, but I'm not good enough. And drawing is the shit aswell. Usually I don't have too much to do at work, so I'll often draw small doodles onto post-it notes. :3

Yo! Mission accomplished, then. I used to play in a band. But I left in order to persue my own musical carrier as solo artist. My band was to insensitive to understand my songs. *Drama* :3
How about you? Play anything?

That was a song I made up on the instance, with a fitting background story. :P

Punk rock puppies.

I think I'll write that song, too. :3

The following is supposed to be a classic punk rock piece, alike it was fashion in the 70s of the 19th centurie on earth. It is about puppies. Puppies are the newborn to several months old spring of an animal the inhabitants of earth used to hold as pets. It was called "dog". This was quite fashionable amongst the inhabitants, selfpronounced "Humans" until the great dog war of 2144, where the enslaved animals, mostly the mentioned dogs, but also others, took a stand for their freedom and fought to death or glory. This was one of their war songs:

1, 2, 3, 4,
I'm feeling rather tired,
5, 6, 7, 8,
Don't you miss to be wired?
9, 10, 11, 12,
Don't you feel rather tired?

Punk rock puppies!
They are everywhere,
They poop everywhere,
They pee everywhere.

Punk rock puppies,
Better run and hide,
Or they're gonna bite
with their cuteness!

Cuz they're punk rock puppies!
PUNK ROCK PUPPIES!
YEAH!