Happiest Secondest Little-Girl Birthday . . .
. . . to the genuine Buggins herself. How could this have happened in only a year? My dear, my dear, you are wonder its full self!
posted by Sleeve Consequences @ 10:59 PM
About Me
- Name: Sleeve Consequences
- Location: Seattle, Washington
Like everyone else, Sleeve Consequences was born in Detroit at the age of seventeen. After a torrid affair with your mother, Consequences fled the monastery to pursue a career as an alias. Finding no work, he became a pseudonym, which he remains. His fictions and belles-lettres have been translated into English, Gullah, and FORTRAN, and have been published in oodles of hypothetical zines, gazines, and magazettes (also, more recently, in weblogs, blogs, weblos, and wogs). A resident of Seattle, Sleeve plays the Queen’s Indian Defense very poorly. His favorite odor is “acrid.”
Previous Posts
- Ouch
- Fremont shots
- More confusions, stem cell transfusions . . .
- Freedom's Sons
- Two Big Ladynoses?
- Good bad news
- killing refuckingdux
- Latter-Day Raskolnikov?
- That Sounds Like Howard, All Right
- They do not move.
2 Comments:
At 9:42 AM,
Deric said…
it's been a year already???
happy birthday, bug.
At 5:18 PM,
Anonymous said…
Beautiful, beautiful girl! A 'nother heaping helping full of birthday goodness, dear buggins!
--oomingmak
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