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Alex

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About Me


Prologue:
My name is Alex.
And I have a question for you:
First off.. Let's face it. If it wasn't for narcissism, Myspace wouldn't exist. We all want to put our best face forward. We all want to come across as cool or intelligent, even to people we don't know.
So why is it that half of the people on here who are intelligent and capable adults feel the need to write like a 5th grader who's just learning to use the keyboard?
Seriously! That isn't a cell-phone keypad with little buttons on it sitting in front of you... It's a fully fledged, fully functional keyboard with actual letters on it. So, please.. For the love of Zeus! Would you at least try to use it for what it was intended for; Communicating relatively intelligent thoughts with proper grammar and relatively proper punctuation.
In case you haven't gotten the point yet; tpng lk ths maks u luk lk a fckng DUMBASS, and it hurts my brain to try and read it... So if you are one of these people,.. Just fuck right off to some other insipid assholes home-page! Because I have no desire to acknowledge you!
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Secondly:
I find this sort of thing funny.
If you are offended by this, then you can fuck off too!
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So anyway, back to my narcissistic ass..
I am a/an:
Part Native American / part German, artist, craftsman, pseudo-intellectual philosopher, student of human nature,..
and apparently; "guy-you-used-to-know" look-alike. :)
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I'm often mistaken for many things (like that guy you used to know)...
I'm often mistaken for being shy, when most of the time, I just can't think of anything positive to add to the conversation.
I'm often mistaken for being arrogant when I really just don't have the attention span to acknowledge everything you do. (O.k., fine. Sometimes I just don't give a fuck.) ;)
I'm often mistaken for being a "pretty boy", when most of the time, I could give a fuck less about my appearance so long as I don't look like a total douchebag. (Which I probably do anyway.)
I'm often mistaken for being angry when I'm actually a pretty easy going mother fucker. (I just have that face.)
And I'm often mistaken for being serious when I'm being facetious. (But quite frankly, I like people not knowing what I'm actually thinking.)So in closing: I apparently have the type of personality that makes people want to project their own traits onto. (Which is fine by me... Just don't be surprised when I don't act the way that you assumed I would.)
I tell you what. If you really want to get to know me better, then at least read my "I don't, I do" blog.
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My Interests

I'd like to meet:


A nymphomaniac vegetarian chef with a background in massage therapy who's self esteem is just low enough to find me attractive, yet who's intelligent enough to understand quantum physics. Is that asking too much? ;)
Or an extremely wealthy older woman who needs a good "Pool-boy". ;)
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Epilogue:
But seriously though.. I'm currently on MySpace for the friends that I already have.
I like meeting new people, but I try not to base my self esteem on other's perceptions of me over the internet. And quite frankly, I don't have much tolerance or patience for people who aren't either family, or a large positive influence on my personal life. (Sorry about that.) ;)
If we've met before socially, at work, at school, or if you honestly think that we'd get along well in real life, feel free to hit me up. But just remember; I have a poor memory of names and faces. (And I can be an antisocial and moody bastard sometimes for no apparent reason.) ;)
But please message me with proper grammar and punctuation while/before sending an invite. If you don't, than I'll assume that you didn't bother to read my whole profile. That says to me that you don't actually care about getting to know me and are probably a waste of my time.
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My Blog

Discomforting thoughts.

Familiarity breeds Comfort,Comfort leads to complacency,Complacency leads to lethargy,And lethargy breeds depression.I'd rather be uncomfortable.
Posted by on Thu, 28 Jun 2007 08:00:00 GMT

"Slumbering in an Open Window"

I was drifting and dreamingand drearily sleepingwhen the smell of rain awoke meIt trickled down and tickled my cheekand my dream was suddenly broken
Posted by on Wed, 30 May 2007 21:12:00 GMT

I don't / I do...

I don't: eat red meat / pork / poultry,I do: love my seafoodI don't: do it because "cows have feelings",I do: it out of pure personal preferenceI don't: like the industrial way that we treat our cattl...
Posted by on Thu, 15 Mar 2007 08:02:00 GMT