Tag: birthday

The Creeper (45)

Well shit. Age 44 – the year that actually tried to kill me. Jesus Christ. In September ’22 I wound up in the hospital for 2 weeks due to an infection in my leg which was killing me, as well as essentially melting the bones in my foot. I was out of work for a …

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Prince and the Super Powers Generation (44)

Alright. It’s my birthday. 14 years now I’ve been annually posting sadness. Well, not so much this year. I mean, listen, the world is fucking crumbling around us, and I’m still fucked up and broken, but, y’know, things could be worse for me. In just a few weeks will be the one-year anniversary of meeting …

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Nightcrawler (43)

BAMF. Bad. Ass. Mother. Fucker. Which is not me. Nightcrawler is, though. Probably my 2nd or 3rd favorite X-Character, at least in his more care-free, swashbuckling form. I think he’s a lot of people’s favorites. I’ve had more than one female acquaintance refer to him as their “X-Men boyfriend”. All I know is that his …

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Zorro (42)

I’ve usually written something (sad) for my birthday. I got nothin’. You’re all living it, too. Welcome to my level. So, instead: In TIFF (Tagged Image File Format), the second 16-bit word of every file is 42, “an arbitrary but carefully chosen number that further identifies the file as a TIFF file”. The ASCII code …

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For 11 years, I have posted something on my birthday. Mostly art, usually an accompanying text piece about how sad I am. This will be one of those. Maybe it’s a birthday thing, I dunno. But, the suicidal thoughts came back pretty hard last week. A lot has changed in the last year, but so …

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1288. Hawkeye (40)

It’s my 40th birthday. The existential crisis runs deep and sudden. The downward spiral of my life hit some new lows this past year, but I’ve been making an effort to… try? I dunno. Life has beaten me up, but as it says below this paragraph, I’m still here. I’m not taking that beating as …

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923 (39)

Black Panther OMAC Silver Surfer Ego, The Living Planet *** So, it’s my birthday. I decided to post the 4 best drawings I did for the 100 Kirbys. 3 of them happen to be Kirby characters I love dearly. You guess which ones. Anyway. Otherwise, it’s just a Friday. I hope I’m drunk. *** To …

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558 (38)

Today is my 38th birthday. I am going through my 2nd nervous breakdown in a year, I hate my job, I’m still heartbroken, painfully lonely, I’m broken, broke, and full of rage. My anxiety is turning into agoraphobia. I’ve begun to cut people out of my life and as of this past week I’ve disassociated …

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192. Wolverine (37)

Today I enter my late 30s. The last four months have been the worst of my life. Happy birthday to me, I guess. Really not much to live for or anything in which to look forward. But I guess I’ll keep pretending otherwise since “it’ll get better” aka the greatest lie everyone has told me …

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557. Captain Creepy (36)

So, another birth year has gone by. I’m now in the last half of my 30s. It would almost bother me if I hadn’t felt old since I was in my early 20s. It’s certainly been a year of ups and downs. My dad found out he had and then was treated for lung cancer, …

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