     "I can feel the wind on my face, the heat of the sun on my neck, and the dust blowing all the way into my throat. Can this all be just an illusion?"
     "It can to you, man-child, lost child."
Brave Story by Miyuki Miyabe
Lessons to be learned:
Sometimes, I think of this MySpace stuff as if it actually matters. As far as I'm concerned, the most depressing and unsettling news from the past year was the death of George Carlin. I don't particularly care one whit about your tidal waves, earthquakes, orgies, and whatnot. And, yes, I am feeling particularly cynical tonight.
My biggest fault is trying to apply logic and common sense to humanity, thinking that people generally have one or the other. And perhaps my biggest talent is that I can get you to smile, even when you don't feel like it. Even being cynical, and basically an ass, I will still care about you (if you're my friend). And sometimes, I'll even be nice enough to hold that against you, because it takes effort to care. And as a human, I'm basically lazy, so anything that takes effort is bad.
I love dark beer, good metal, emotionally charged anti-dating/relationship lyrics, funny movies, great action scenes, making out in public, women with cute butts, a double medium americano with room, pizza, rice, using obscure movie/TV references when they fit (even though no one else gets them), seeing you smile a Real smile, quality artwork, a good RPG, calculus, the philosophy of ethics and morality, and many many other things.
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