skip to main
|
skip to sidebar
Thighs of Darkness
Because someone's got to bring on the apocalypse.
Friday, August 31, 2007
Drowning
Have you ever found yourself so totally overwhelmed by a seriously time-crunched project that you just want to throw it in the air and start sobbing? That's about how I feel right now. I'm about ready to curl up under my desk in the fetal position.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Newer Post
Older Post
Home
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Links
Brownbuilt
Emily
Lauren
Linchpin
Lost Magazine
Monitor Mix
New Deal Sally
OdDio
The Shepherd Express
This Recording
Blog Archive
►
2009
(2)
►
July
(2)
►
2008
(37)
►
September
(3)
►
August
(3)
►
July
(3)
►
June
(3)
►
May
(7)
►
April
(3)
►
March
(5)
►
February
(8)
►
January
(2)
▼
2007
(81)
►
December
(2)
►
November
(6)
►
October
(5)
►
September
(6)
▼
August
(11)
Drowning
Banished from the Lexicon
Teamwork is Important
Nightmares
A Master at Work
Do Unto Others...
Bus Stop
Sick Sick Sick
Potato Sack
It'll all be Company Scrip someday, I tell you
I thought they loved unsexy things
►
July
(12)
►
June
(21)
►
May
(8)
►
April
(5)
►
March
(3)
►
February
(1)
►
January
(1)
►
2006
(77)
►
December
(4)
►
November
(8)
►
October
(8)
►
September
(13)
►
August
(7)
►
July
(1)
►
June
(2)
►
May
(9)
►
April
(3)
►
March
(2)
►
February
(10)
►
January
(10)
►
2005
(178)
►
December
(4)
►
November
(8)
►
October
(19)
►
September
(26)
►
August
(25)
►
July
(25)
►
June
(22)
►
May
(29)
►
April
(20)
No comments:
Post a Comment