poems stories poems stories pictures journal entries the likes of which you've never seen before who could've guessed it'd all be this goddamn cool... who'da known whoda thought who'd care.
ideas, ramblings, thoughts, the kinda stuff that makes your mother weep openly
that makes your parents forget their long standing cynicisim
and you'll like it too.
dance into the fire my lovelies, look and see what the world has in store for you if you DON'T love this site.
PESTILENCE
DEATH
PENILE DEFICIENCY
LACTOSE INTOLERANCE
MURDER
MAYHEM
DESTRUCTION
there is no escaping this site.  there is no respite once you've entered the chronicles.  there is nowhere you can run to
nowhere you can hide from the awe inspiring power of the WATCHER
POEMS
NOVEMBER 30 2001
last update was on this date.
Welcome to the first appearance of the Watchers Chronicles 2.0.  This is just a temporary design unless you all like it.  Some may think it a bit cluttered, but I like the shiny words.... they're fun.
All pertinant info and links are either in red or blue...

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your mother will hate you forever if you don't keep learning the secrets contained within the pages of the WATCHERS CHRONICLES of Matthew J. Blanchard....
And so will God, so will your priest, or any clergy you may encounter.  But what's more, you'll come to hate even yourself and that is just the saddest of all things kiddies...self loathing
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Get out, enjoy life... sniff a dogs ass, smell some flowers... something other than just this site... jeez....
IT'S JUST A SITE.