Archive for August, 2008
A Piece of Nonfiction: Boat Trip
Sunday, August 31st, 2008So I’ve been guided by my spirits that it’s okay for me to release some of the weight I’ve been carrying around for a while in a public setting. I write on Rumbelow constantly about how happiness is right there in front of you and all you need to do is grasp it, but I […]
The Greatest of All Things
Thursday, August 28th, 2008When I was a Freshman in high school, I wore a chain necklace around my neck. The chain held three rings on it; each with some sentimental value to me of some kind. People would joke with me, “Oh, it’s like the lord of the rings.” The chain was given to me by a friend […]
Installment #2 of The Web Comic of the [Arbitrary Time Frame]!
Monday, August 25th, 2008PHEW. I think I’m going to call that, TWCot[ATF]! because that’s so much simpler than writing out the entire title! I’ll refer to it as both for a while and slowly ease you guys off until you are all about the acronyms. My family is notorious and nefarious for and with acronyms. My dad has […]
Let Us Be Hasty: A Poem (or a prayer?)
Sunday, August 24th, 2008So I’ve been too busy living my life to sit and write about it. That’s my excuse for the week+ hiatus. No, really? The truth is that my proximity to a computer has been minimal and my computer has been without internet for a few days. I have officially moved into my new room, met […]
Broken Promises Without Regrets
Tuesday, August 12th, 2008On vacation with the family this past weekend, I decided to make officially mine a few ideas I have. Namely, band names. Apparently, posting my ideas on my blog makes them officially mine and nobody can legally steal them, soooo… This post will be more random than any I’ve ever done before, so if you’re […]
Questionable Content: Webcomic of the [Arbitrary Time Frame]!
Wednesday, August 6th, 2008No, I don’t have a Comic of the Week section for Rumbelow… And, honestly, I doubt it will continue this at all… I have found that for the next couple of weeks, I have several long and empty hours in my day, and while Last.fm and methodological doubt are good pass-times, I do tend to […]