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The Fuzzy Assassin v. 2.0

I am here for Dating, Serious Relationships, Friends and Networking

About Me

I'm from St Thomas, and now reside in the frozen wastelands of CT. I'm a half-Mexican from the Caribbean who grew up in VT and CT, and just came back from STT who doesn't speak spanish. I'm the rudest nice guy you'll ever meet, I say the most inappropriate things at the worst times, but parents love me. I abhor the politically correct shit, but have almost no prejudices or judgements (we all have at least one or two), and in social situations, I tend to behave like a wallflower with a nasty temper and a good sense of humor. I work my ass off, often for free, because I love my work, not my paycheck. I read cookbooks constantly, and never follow recipes. I can't stand to be around children, but can't watch them cry, either. I pick on everybody, but I've gotten in more fights sticking up for other people than myself, and tend to take it too far. I hate sappy movies, but love sunsets. I love horror flicks and am the first to help another person in trouble...and I hate people. I'm all for equality and a level playing field in all respects, but no matter what, I can't avoid holding doors for chicks, letting old broads take my place in line, and sticking up for women being abused when I see it...it's like moms hardwired chivalry into my head. But I love blond jokes and blowjobs. I'm a big fucking walking contradiction, and I'm ok with it. Basically I'm a good guy who loves his dogs, loves his chosen path, and for the most part doesn't give two shits what anyone else thinks of me or what I do. If you are interested in someone who wants to see the revival of passion in the world, the loosening of the social necktie, and perhaps a little more nudity on the family channel, then we'll probably get along just fine ;) If you have problems with racial jokes, pornography, profanity, pugnacity, pessimism, pugilism, patriotism, or any other words that begin with "p", then you'd better just fuck right off!
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My Blog

senses survey thing

  Damien posted this, and even though he's more flaming than a spontaneously combusted flamingo, I thought it was pretty cool.  I guess you just name your five favorites for each of your fi...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Oct 2008 02:43:00 GMT

The Island of Misfit Toys 5

     October of 2001 was probably one of the least stable times of my life.  Ever see a baby horse try to walk, how they keep tripping over their akward limbs, falling on...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Sep 2008 00:27:00 GMT

The Island of Misfit Toys 4

     Any way you slice them, breakups are never fun.  You either get hurt, hurt someone you've cared about, or everyone just gets pissed...or some combination thereof.  B...
Posted by on Sat, 27 Sep 2008 11:20:00 GMT

The Island of Misfit Toys 3

     By late November, the new store was finished, and Baker and I had officially been named "store bitches" for the new location.  This meant that we were there every day, ha...
Posted by on Fri, 26 Sep 2008 12:13:00 GMT

The Island of Misfit Toys 2

     My first few days on St Thomas were spent as anyone would expect, Noelle and I went snorkeling, taxied to the beach, ate seafood, checked out the town, and had tons of excited...
Posted by on Thu, 25 Sep 2008 19:18:00 GMT

The Island of Misfit Toys

     So I'm back.  Back in the cold, dry northeast, surrounded by people following the rules, living the norm, eating, sleeping, dressing, speaking, and working how and when t...
Posted by on Thu, 25 Sep 2008 11:18:00 GMT

Insomnia...

Here I am again, five am, giving up on another nights sleep...can't really remember the last time it worked the way it should.  I get tired, just like everyone else, like last night.  I got ...
Posted by on Thu, 21 Aug 2008 02:17:00 GMT

Disillusionment...

It's been a while since I've put shit on here, and with good reason.  There's been so much shit going on, I've had a hard time focusing on any one aspect of it enough to verbalize it.&n...
Posted by on Fri, 15 Aug 2008 19:23:00 GMT

The Countdown...

So I knew this day would come, or at lest I always suspected it.  Today is my last Friday on St Thomas...Tomorrow's my last Saturday, my last Sunday...you get the point.  I leave Tuesday.&nb...
Posted by on Fri, 06 Jun 2008 07:02:00 GMT

For the love of food...

I work in a kitchen. Now to those who have never known the trials and tribulations of the commercial foodservice business, this may seem glamorous.  Maybe you're thinking we're all like Gord...
Posted by on Tue, 20 Nov 2007 03:28:00 GMT