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Caleb Mathews
30 April 2011 @ 09:09 pm
If you could only live in one season for the rest of your life, which would you choose, and why?

See myself without ruining lines
whole days throwing sticks into streams

Die in the Summertime.
Caleb Mathews
23 April 2011 @ 08:52 pm
I bought a Sailor Moon comic book when I was ten. I was shocked that it had full nudity and actual sex. I didn't want my parents to find it, so I tried to draw clothes on them. I realized that it looked stupid and instead drew big black boxes over them. I knew that would be obvious too, though, so I tore out the pages and threw them away.
Caleb Mathews
20 April 2011 @ 05:02 am
What movies do you like to watch and what kind of munchies do you like to scarf down when you're enjoying some free time?

"Some free time?" LJ, do you mean our free time every day or only our free time on this particular day? In any case, when I am actually enjoying my time (which is always free) I am usually high. I don't get "the munchies" because opiates make me able to go for days with eating only... well, slightly less than what I normally eat. The only thing that comes to mind for what I have watched would be about forty-five minutes of Bonnie & Clyde, before I decided that I would rather nod instead. There was also a day where several hours were devoted to watching terrible early 2000's cartoons: As Told by Ginger, Disney's Doug, and PELSWICK. I concluded that As Told by Ginger was the lamest of them all, but oddly, it was also the only one I could stand to watch for more than one episode. Since that day, I have seen all the specials, several episodes, and disjointed quotes from the piece of shit pop in and out of my head at random. I've cut myself off, even though I really want to see the "anti-drugs" episode where Ginger becomes addicted to a caffeine drink. I also want to see the one where the school finds out she's not allowed to shave her legs and the episode where she nearly dies after her appendix explodes.

Oh, I even have the futures of all the characters mapped out. Miranda seems to be the only one going anywhere. Dodie is obviously a murder-rape victim. In Detroit. (It's "canon.") Macie... Jesus, the things I could say about Macie. During the series, my "head-canon" definitely leans in the direction that she is clearly the type of girl to store jars of piss in the fridge. What is her future? Crazed stalker? Part time slash-fanfic writer? Masters in Entomology? What do you think? As for Ginger herself, she's a complete "Adelphi Honors College" kid. I know. I was in the Adelphi Honors College, and it's not a good thing.

I don't understand what makes this day different from any other day. In the past, far past, during this day, I did what I did every other day during those years. I smoked weed. A couple of my friends skipped school to start the "festivities" early. It didn't matter. In the end, we all smoked as much as we smoked every other day: as much as we could find and afford.

Great. I came on here for a specific reason. Now I need to make an entirely separate post for what I actually had to say. It will be much shorter. I'll be back in a few minutes.

Note to self: "Now I need to make an entirely separate post for what I actually had to say. It will be much shorter." Never underestimate a tendency for loquacity.
Caleb Mathews
10 February 2011 @ 11:22 pm
It's fucking BERNIE.

The one who made me eat the shrimp.

A Detailed Explanation of BernieCollapse )

Also? His drunken friend Martin from this entry.

His entire wall is about sex and beer. We so nailed it.

Cut for creepy as fuck pictures of 'SARGEANT' motherfuckin' Martin!Collapse )

What should I do with this discovery!? Guys, these are them. They're REAL.

Caleb Mathews
09 February 2011 @ 03:09 am

FRIENDS FUCKING ONLY. Comment to be added.
Caleb Mathews
"The severe cold was suspected by police of being a factor in the death of a man, who was believed to be homeless, found dead early Wednesday outside in the 3600 block of Alameda Avenue in South-Central El Paso."

This puts my problems in perspective. I'm sorry, Tramp. Whatever kind of person you were, you deserve more dignity than to die in this awful city in this awful cold. I wish I could have fed, clothed, and let you sleep on my couch and pet my wonderful, loving, cat.

I feel awful. I am so grateful to have heat (however little it may be), a home, food to eat, warm jackets, blankets, and a place to sleep. I'm sorry that I am so limited in being able to give to the people who need. I'd like to think... No, I swear, if that man had knocked on my door, or if I had seen him lying in the snow covered street, I would have fucking stopped and taken care of him. If I saw Bernie in those conditions, I'd take care of him. It doesn't fucking matter anymore, in those kind of circumstances.

Please pray (if you pray; I know a lot of people do) or at least take a moment to think about the poor Tramps and Travel Kids who are dying in this weather right now. I know it is a lot to ask but please also consider volunteering, or if you don't have the time, give what you can to these people. Since Julian and I don't have jobs, we've decided to stop being les assis. We're volunteering at the animal shelter that gave us Giovanna, and we're trying to volunteer at a homeless shelter. I think armchair care is something that needs to go in order to make the world a better place. Really, though, if it's truly all you can give, give the poor people and suffering animals of this world at least a thought or two.