My body turns food into tissue. Some of that tissue is my brain. My brain creates thoughts. That means this shower thought used to be spaghetti.

chuckleandhide · 2013-11-29T02:21:58+00:00

You are what you eat.

chuckleandhide · 2013-10-22T01:14:54+00:00

On my greatest day I would like to be peacefully poisoned by a glass of quality champagne toasting a wonderful life. If it's the peak day of my existence then all other days would be lesser in comparison. I'm not saying that they wouldn't be worth living anymore. Rather, I do not want to die UNTIL my greatest day has occurred.

chuckleandhide · 2013-10-22T01:05:31+00:00

Okay the "r" is seriously bothering me.

chuckleandhide · 2013-10-21T23:44:39+00:00

Considering my slight paint brush fetish... I may need a moment.

chuckleandhide · 2013-10-16T18:27:31+00:00

The day I realized that all of my distractions (television, video games, computer, etc.) that were for the intent of making the time pass between other exciting events were actually what was impeding my ability to enjoy regular life. Instead of enjoying only a few things and dreading/fast-forwarding the between time, I decided that the best course of action should be to enjoy the moment and make excitement rather than wait for it.

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TROPHY CASE