Away messages archive

I know that away messages are used in IM, but one day I had this idea that days upon which I had nothing to say, they would be used as an indicator..... some of them are from Muted Faith and some are just whatever I happened to be thinking of that day. Latest on the top. But, my favorite will always be, the first one - my breakfasty self!

There is a fine line in the human being that separates one half of a person from the other. Without its existence, life as we know it could never have existed.
It is a space that allows out only what is taken in. It is a void that must remain open and free, lest an emergency descend upon us.
Though it is often the cause of many struggles, we must learn to appreciate it -
and so, I have gone in search of my butt crack.
For, without it, I am nothing.


..I am in an intellectual discussion with a potato.

Soon I'll be so caught up in whether it was Descartes or Voltaire who first advocated empiriscism that it will fail to strike me as a bit odd that the potato knows much of anything about 17th-century French philospers. In fact, it knows more about them than I do.

Later, that will probably irritate me.


..Jen's computer has been turned off and will be briefly functioning only as an expensive piece of new age art until further notice.

This is her fridge speaking. If you would like to leave a message, please speak slowly so I can write it on a post-it not and stick it to myself. Alternatively, feel free to use the fridge poetry magnest to get your point across.

Please remember to close my door on your way out so the mad cow does not escape and the vegetables can open the whipped cream and fool around with the lights out, they are a bit shy. Thank you..



I'm away right now. But I'm not too far away. So if you put your face real close to the screen and scream real loud I just might hear ya.

No? Well, I'll be back eventually...



Hello from the message centre of the local Insane Asylum!
We are sorry to announce that the occupant of this website is not here right now.
While searching to confirm if her favorite lead singer's voice was truly the one she heard on that new Chevy Malibu commercial, she received a nasty shock on the band's website.

They've disbanded.

Her mind has disconnected briefly from reality. She is currently rocking to-and-fro in a straight jacket, in a padded room. Please leave a message and she will get back to you, and her website, as soon as she regains her sanity. Which may take quite a while, but we hope that you care enough about her to wait.


I will be right back as soon as I find out what this button.. ::KABOOM::


I'm pooped, tired, bushed, beat, run-down, exhausted, sleepy, weary, drowsy, lethargic, dozy, worn-out, drained, dead-beat, dog-tired, somnolent, fatigued, drained, droopy, flagging, spent, just plain tuckered out ....


Error #6676556.25:Reality.sys corrupted
Universe Reset.
Reboot (y/n)?


I AM AN EVIL POPTART!
I am out collecting sprinkles for my breakfasty self.