Ok, so I was thinking of a title for this entry but I went all blank, so I stared randomly at the Freak Wall and that was the first image I got a glimpse of.

What is the Freak Wall, you ask?
Well, once upon a time, when unicorns, nymphs and fairies frolicked gayly in the woods, I became very, very bored, and noticed a rather high pile of old issues of Entertainment Weekly lying around my room, gathering dust and forever feeding my neverending allergies. I started browsing them, looking at the pictures and the layouts with my "graphic designer's" eye, not reading anything but figuring out how the magazine was put together and what techniques were used, which is a curse that follows me whenever I browse any publication, and started soon after I began studying design. It turns out many of the pictures and illustrations caught my eye ...Keep reading.

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In a fit of utter boredom I found one of these stupid user-made tests where it rates your answers in order to compare you with an ancient mythological creature. I was genuinely expecting to be compared with something like, say, a unicorn, or a mermaid, or what the hell, even a faerie, but this is what I got instead:

I do feel intense flares of hatred towards people who piss me off. But they usually don't last very long. I do sense when people ...Keep reading.

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I am currently reading David Sedaris' Dress Your Family In Corduroy And Denim, and that novel (Not really a novel, more like a collection of essays, which are fucking brilliant) has just blown me the hell away. Just check out this excerpt:

Lauren was Walt's sister, who was born prematurely and lived for less than two days. This had happenned before the Winterses moved to our street, but it wasn't any kind of secret, and you weren't supposed to flinch upon hearing the girl's name. The baby had died too soon to pose for photographs, but still she was regarded as a full fledged member of the family. She had a christmas stocking the size of a mitten, and they even threw her an annual birthday party, a fact that my mother found especially creepy.
"Let's hope they don't invite us," she said. "I mean, Jesus, how do you shop for ...Keep reading.

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