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Ahoyhoy, I'm Lynk.
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I'm a creative optimist with a passion for many things and a chronic displeasure for everything else.

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All these weekends are the same
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All these weekends are the same

Another weekend, another 40 CDs added to my collection, and another retarded research paper.  This
Hostile
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Hostile

Dear Nosey Journal Readers. It is evident to me that you can't get
Not so Easy Going
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Not so Easy Going

This is a story about the little boy who was given so much work, he
Girls, Volume 2
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Girls, Volume 2

I was actually going to treat you all to a little song. But no. That
Girls
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Girls

This entry is going to start with an example. Apparently, some girls need lots and
Jak and Daxter.
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Jak and Daxter.

I can't believe it took me so long to actually initiate a relationship
Ode to Beckywecky
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Ode to Beckywecky

(cue a driving country kinda tune on a bass guitar) This is a story about
ADD add...addicted.
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ADD add...addicted.

This is so bad. This is worse than making fun of the illiterate. Ha. I
Return
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Return

After an achingly long 45 minute drive, and a horrid cleansing excursion done over to
Now to Business
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Now to Business

So in just one more sleep, I will be on my way back to college.
The Darkhive. Image featuring a filthy tomb with an old computer and a forgotten accordion.
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The 411 on the 411

Alright. I don't like you, and you don't like me. In

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Roe Vs. My Waders
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Roe Vs. My Waders

All Things Considered
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All Things Considered

If I have anything to say about the comic, I'd type it here.
The Creative Process
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The Creative Process

It's a Banner

Here to Keep the Internet
Weird and Whimsical!

"Lynk comma WTF" is usually what people say to me after about 47 seconds of conversation, so Lynk dot WTF is where I publish the things I want to say.

I fear that the WTF moniker is overplayed in a world where unfunny comedians claim they aren't allowed to be funny. This isn't that kind of website. I sold my dot-co domain to a weird car company in Europe so I could afford a new accordion and the guy who owns the dot com stopped returning my phone calls. Jerk.

But you are here now! It's you and me now, buddy! We're going to carry ourselves through this together! You are now a part of the team, the fellowship, the quixotic cult of swell-fellas, fab-femmes, beau-baes, mack-dandies, and do-gooders.

Congratulations! We're going to have a great time.