mush.

Well so I got an AIM thing again... am I excited about it? Yeah sure why not. s/n's 'ruleofverse'.
I'm not very interesting... trust me you don't want to read this section.
Well fine, if you're that persistent, have your cake. See if I care...
You may or may not know this, but my name's Jared Reed. You can call me Brodie too, or perhaps Chocolate Bear or Juicy or something, but that's more of an "inside" thing. But that's okay, we can give each other "inside" nicknames too if we don't already have some. Anyway.
I know how to play about a half a dozen instruments from piano to harmonica. I've been playing guitar the longest though sorta.
I'm pretty good at typos. Is that how you spell that? Typos? Typoes? Type-o's?
I miss the outdoors since I don't leave the city much anymore, but I still love sleeping outside or just sitting on my balcony on a really sunny day and staring at leaves falling. Unmedicated I might add.
Streetlights fascinate me, mostly because I hate em so much. I can't see the stars anymore. That's probably the reason I like the outdoors. But still, sometimes I tend to stare at streetlights more often than the moon.
Here's some other stuff you may or may not know;
If I am calm, there's a good chance I'm intensely annoyed, but I have such a face that if I try to express anger it just looks like I'm concentrating really hard with the sun in my eyes.
I'm shy, but if I ever told you that in person I'm probably just trying to earn "nice guy points" while hitting on you.
I procrastinate, and I'd explain the reasons why but I haven't eaten since like an hour ago plus I have some laundry that needs to get taken care of sooner or later and...
I am horny, but... well... nope, I don't really have an excuse for that.
I hesitate, and make myself anxious about doing miniscule to really "out there" things like bungee jumping or simply asking you if you'd like to maybe go to- and then the moment's gone already.
I'm not smooth, at all... but I can fake it. Or atleast you know what they say; ignorance is yada yada yada.
I haven't gotten in a real fight in like five years, but I've been working out since then and as long as he doesn't catch me by surprise I could probably kick that guy's ass now. I hope he hasn't been working out too though.
I try to be healthy, for example, I'd rather drink orange juice than soda on any given weekday, but it's not like I really have any orange juice in my fridge at all...
Plus I sometimes smoke... but I my defense I usually do it to relieve stress and I think it probably does make me look slightly cooler to some girl I've never met before. Unless of course she hates smoking, in which case I'm screwed.
I am lonely, but I ain't that lonely yet.
I strive to be original, but I stole that last one from a White Stripes song.
No, but seriously I wanna backtrack to the lonely bit. Alot of people feel lonely and I shouldn't joke about that. It's not funny.
It's not.
I like art. Alot. I don't really have anything artistic to say here though. I really don't. I'll move on.
I love music. If you like the same kind of music I like, or hell, even something completely different, but feel passionately about, I'll give you my heart. And then after we break up I'll consider throwing away all those CDs you gave me of bands you felt proud introducing me to, right before I find someone else who says "this sounds pretty cool," and who I think is kind of cute.
I am funny... which is what alot people tell me. And then I hear like people on t.v. describing how comedy is just a way to get over personal insecurities and shit like that. But then I was watching some special on like Showtime about how comedy is like an ice breaker for sex or something. It wasn't anything perverted like a soft core or nothin' so I'll give it some credit I guess. But I doubt you wanna hear about that anyway.
If you're still reading this you probably find me interesting or possibly you're just bored but either way maybe you should comment on my page here and we can hook up later, how's that sound?
I wish I could flirt like that but I can't. I have a theory though that to be a good flirt you must first be a skilled liar... and if that's the case then I'd just like to point out that everything you've just been reading for that past 2-5 minutes is a complete fabricated lie.
Whoa, now I'm in you're head, you don't know where I'm coming from.
Sorry, there's that insecurity thing again.
things to reflect on this month:
Narcissism, Am I narcissistic? Did I spell that right? Narcistic? Okay cool. What is that anyway? Some professor said out generation is 30% more narcistic than the last? Was Barney I liar? Did he really love me? Was Lambchop generalizing all of his viewers when he said "You're Special"?
things to do this week:
look up narcissism.