bookwyrm.

c'mon.
what did i do yesterday? 
after those bangin' waffles, i mean...
truth be told,
i've been especially under the weather this last whole entire week.
it's probably some type of plague virus,
gestating in a healthy vegan,
learning the ins and outs of a really barbarian battle-beastly immune system,
so as to better conquer all the compromised meatmongers afterwards.
besides feeling like a steamin'-fresh heapin' pile of freshly-dropped links,
i also picked up a book order i'd been waiting on.
and i read all flippin' afternoon.
i still have a bunch left over,
but i powered through the lion's share,
comprised completely of graphic novels, first.
the sha-boo-ya roll call, please:
jenny finn: doom messiah- mike mignola is rad...
achewood: the great outdoor fight-crap drawings hilarious writing;
zombieworld: champion of the worms-johnny quest-style zombie fighters;
b.p.r.d. 10: the warning- dooooooooooooooope;
welcome to hoxford- ben templesmith, the 30 days of night guy does werewolves;
wondermark: beards of our forefathers-clip art made hilarious;
capacity- some montana bizarro who draws complicated pseudocomics;
apple dos- the weirdie korean art comic compilation;
if that seems like i waded balls-deep into superdorky barbarian booktard territory,
it's because i totally did!
the tamerlane of turbolame, mutha-uckas.
yeah!
nerding it up BIG time.
that's what's up.
i tattooed all flippin' day today,
instead of nerding it up some more.
we've got preposterously hot weather,
wicked lame touristas,
and a whole mess of stress.
i'm not letting it get me down, though.
be easy my ninjas,
better things are headed our way;
never quiet, never soft.....