Whatever.
But, welcome to this torture-chamber of Art, science, and numbing bordom!
I'm Jen Foster, your Iron Maiden and Webmaster. I'll talk more about me somewhere other than here, but let me tell you what you've gotten yourself into, first...
This little corner of the internet is my synospsis of life beyond the persute to survive and breed.
I could get technical and all philisophical on you, but that would give me a headache and waste a lot of precious time, energy, and...well. It'll bring me a dozen-key-hits closer to tendenitus. I don't want that.
But in any case, this is my "art gallery." My "portfolio", my "display," my brothel of tangible material waste, my third arm, my extension beyond average human ambition... My dance in the march of life put into little 10010101010100100110 form... Your Eye Candy, and my Pill of Immortality. Art, and all things like it, is where forever can be reached, even if only in your dreams.Here, at Generically Yours, I have collected my works to present them here as a matter of convenience.Not, to say, i'm a masterpeice-artist, in any sense... But to share what i have freely, in the way i intended it.
So now...Get lost!
So, you've come to waste my bandwidth.
Amazing.
...Shh! You never heard that! ... Ugh.
Well. So much for acting "aesthetic..."
And just as a precaution- Please respect the concept of "copyright." I'm good at getting what I want, even better at getting what I need, and I need my brain-children to be respected. I will save my expression of anger towards who evoke it. So trust me on that. Don't tempt the Angry Girl.
She is an angry girl.
("OHGODKEEPITSHORT!")
It's a good excuse to go find yourself. >:P
Enjoy, suckers! And thanks!
All crap on this page will peirce through your skin and violate your nasal passage in a vigorous manner if you think of taking it- unless you're Jen Foster. You know exactly what i'm talking about. - This page has been worked on like a sexy russian woman, September 22th, 2006. And don't you forget it.-
