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Hints of my latest zine: When Deadlines Become Zombies issue four

Posted on August 27, 2012 by zfthrimej

fish moving forward can’t forget about before… Poems, pictures, spilt paradoxes reconsidered confronting ”demons” (or lizards or even shape-changing figures?)…

Posted in answer, art, bored, bullying, colors, comedy, comic books, counseling, creativity, culture, curious, dork, drama, dysfunctional family, entertainment, everyday life, fantasy, geek, gut-check, healing, hope, huh, humor, i don't know, ideas, imagine, improv, joke, jokes, journey, learning, maybe, monster, motivation, nature, nerd, observation, optimism, paint, painting, pets, poems, poetry, procrastination, question, recovering, rhymes, ridiculous, scars, school, snacks, stories, student, style, subversion, teeth, theories, therapy, things, thinking, travel, traveling, underachiever, visual arts, weird, what the fuck, yeah right | Tagged adventure, art, attitude, bad joke, bite, bleeding, blood, blue, bored, characters, comedy, creative writing, d.i.y. punk, daydreaming, deadlines, death, demons, dork, drama, eating, entertainment, escape, fish, fishing, food, geek, Gildy, hope, humor, i don't know, ideas, improv, inspiration, issues, joke, journey, Juanny, life, literature, monster, motivation, music, mythology, nature, nerd, ninja, obsession, obsessive, ocd, overcome, personal, pets, pictures, poems, poetry, procrastination, reading, really?, recovering, revenge, rhymes, ridiculous, rock, self-publishing, seriously?, shark, sound, stories, story, storytelling, style, survive, swimming, tension, therapy, thinking, thoughts, travel, underwater, water, waves, weird, weirdo, Wharlpoon, what the fuck, When Deadlines Become Zombies, writing, WTF, yeah right, Z.F. Thrimej, zine, zine-making, zines, zombie, zombie fish, zombies | Leave a comment

While the yellowness of WordPress’ notifications sometimes makes me think of mustard,

Posted on March 23, 2012 by zfthrimej

the sudden appearance of the redness of facebook’s notifications sometimes makes the cartoon-influenced part of me think of fresh blood having been dripped into water (symbolized by the blue background on the top-part screen of facebook), which makes me wonder sometimes: … Continue reading →

Posted in "doing homework", "homework", "studying", "stuff", "work", "working", answer, art, autobiography, biography, child abuse, colors, comedy, counseling, culture, curious, domestic violence, dork, drama, dysfunctional family, entertainment, everyday life, fantasies, fantasy, food, fucked up, geek, hope, huh, humor, i don't know, improv, joke, jokes, journey, memoir, memories, nerd, observation, performance art, poems, poetry, question, random writing, recovering, ridiculous, scars, subversion, teeth, therapy, thinking, underachiever, weird, what the fuck | Tagged accidental, adventure, anxiety, art, awkward, awkwardness, bad news, blogging, blood, child abuse, clueless, color symbolism, colors, comedy, communication, concern, condiments, confession, counselling, culture, domestic violence, dork, drama, dysfunctional family, entertainment, everyday life, expression, facebook, false alarm, fantasies, fantasy, fear, food, fucked up, geek, good news, hallucinating, haunted, haunting past, healing, high, hope, huh, humor, hungry, i, i don't know, improv, improvisational comedy, impulse, joke, jokes, journey, maybe, memoir, memories, mind-fucking, mindfuckery, mindfucking, miscommunication, mustard, naive, nerd, nervous, neuroses, neurotic, observation, overreacting, paranoia, paranoid, perhaps, poems, poetry, punk, punkd, random, random thinking, random writing, really?, recovering, response, ridiculous, scarring memories, scars, seriously?, shrugging, surprise, the boy who cried wolf, therapy, thinking, trauma, traumatic memories, true story, uh-oh, unintended effects, unintentional, weird, what if, whoops, Wordpress, worry, WTF | Leave a comment

The small cube of cheese got turned into dice after it was bitten by the vampire mice.

Posted on March 19, 2012 by zfthrimej

High stakes, can’t reach seven, cold edgy six under, roll reversing, often pale, curse addicted gambler’s hunger.

Posted in addiction, animals, art, arts and crafts, comedy, culture, curious, curse, dork, eating, entertainment, fantasies, fantasy, flirting, food, fucked up, geek, giggles, huh, humor, i don't know, improv, joke, jokes, magic, mischief, monster, mystical, naughty, nerd, nutrition, observation, paranormal, performance art, performing arts, pets, poems, poetry, random writing, relationships, rhymes, ridiculous, scars, science fiction, sex, sin, snacks, subversion, supernatural, teeth, therapy, things, thinking, vampire, visual arts, weird, what the fuck | Tagged acting, addicted, addiction, animals, answer, appetite, art, bite, blood, bored, cartoon, cheese, clue, comedy, craving, curiosity, dairy, danger, death, desire, dice, dork, drama, drugs, eating, entertainment, existential, fantasies, fantasy, flirting, food, gamble, gambling, game, games, geek, getting off, goth, gothic, guilt, high, humor, hunger, hungry, improv, improvisational comedy, insatiable, instinct, jokes, legend, magic, monster, monsters, mortality, mystery, naughty, nerd, observation, obsessed, obsession, paranormal, passion, pets, pleasure, poems, poetry, purpose, random, random writing, relationships, rhymes, riddle, riddles, ridiculous, risk, rodents, roles, roll, sacrifice, science fiction, seduction, sex, sin, six, snacks, snacktime, suck, supernatural, suspense, teeth, theater, thirst, thoughts, thrill, thrills, urban legend, vampire, vampires, wanting, weird, what the fuck, why?, WTF | 2 Comments

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Hints of my latest zine: When Deadlines Become Zombies issue four

While the yellowness of WordPress’ notifications sometimes makes me think of mustard,

The small cube of cheese got turned into dice after it was bitten by the vampire mice.

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