AmonGurlukh

I guess I could celebrate this, I really don't have anything holding me down. It's like leaving behind an empty carcass. Damn it sounds almost suicidal but it's not, I would never do such a stupid thing. After being here almost three years, it's time to let go. I never had the chance to actually meet any of my watchers, but through their journals they printed a little part of themselves, and that's the closest thing to meeting them. I did the same every time I wrote something significant, that when I had something to write, and the time to actually post it here. Now it is time to go, the many or few things I learned here I will always remem

I write his for the sole purpose of changing the journal that appears when I open my home-page. And since my dog is still around, that other grim and mournful entry is out of place. He's on a treatment, so he's back to normal, yeah I know those pills are just delaying the inevitable, and when the time comes he'll have to go, until then I'll enjoy his presence. Nothing relevant to say, I tried to write something about february the 14th... a week later, but probably it would have been  lame. Oh! I discovered why I'm always so pissed with the world, it's because most people are plain simple people with normal lives, and I hate common, that's w

I was like 1 year old (give or take) when one of my dogs had puppies, those were some goddamn cute little bastards, chewing shoes, socks, and everything within their reach. We had to give them away because we already had three or four other dogs at that time, but, we kept one. My cousins were older than me, so they had a good time with him, so did I a few years later. We grew up, he certainly did much faster than me. But I still remember how I played with him, he was too dumb to play 'Go get the ball boy!', but he enjoyed chewing my pants and shoes. We were both kids, fun factor got better with the years, those are the best memories of my ch