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About Me

I probably won't write you back unless you charm the pants right off me with your unsurpassed wit. Somehow- i still think if i were to have an epitaph..it would say "WHAT THE FUCK..." or perhaps, "I KNEW THIS WAS COMING..." (thanks dadoodie)-But if any one else cares to enlighten me..I'm game..i'm sure it'll be a big fat roast. I'm due for a groundbreaking ephifany or ten or i'd like to know how to spell the word ephinany- or, most words for that matter- I attribute my poor spelling to early drug use...but i'm still a huge fan of three syllable turds- whoops-words. So, about me huh? well one year i woke up and found myself surrounded by 80 Tibetan Buddhist nuns, living in a nunnery in the foothills of the Himalayas. I'm not a nun though, (yet, one may think i was if judged by my booming sex life) in anycase i'm much too fond of attatchment and desire- that shit doesn't really fly in Buddhism...but, if i had to pick a religion, aw fuck it i just create my own. The woods, mountains and oceans keep me sane (all ineed is a seething cauldron to skip naked around) and my dawgs keep me real when they're not needing to be beat into submission. Music and art is also saving grace, ah but the list topper...humor. If i don't laugh i'll cry and if i don't make myself laugh, well, then i'll definately cry..i might just cry anyway for good measure. I'm addicted to any food that's not american fare- if you feed me sushi, indian, thai, ethiopian (contradiction in terms...cuz we are the world..)...i might just love you for a hot second..through digestion anyway...as well as meeting someone that would be willing to rub my back for all of eternity. i'm easy..just feed me and rub my back...i'll change my own diapers. This Profile Was Created Using The Lethal Design MySpace Editor

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

A PUNK ROCK-PSYCHOTHERAPIST-COMEDIAN~ or- David Blaine or Johnny Knoxville's available twin brother- or a dapper dawg... that will bedazzle me with endless hours of soulful wit and make my inner child cough. Is that asking too much? probably. i'm a bit jaded...better than faded i suppose, of course some people like pastels............... ..

My Blog

For your eyes only

is this what you felt?----I wanna know. A boredom so profound and isolation so real an empty so full? Full of future fears....worries-warranted or not, buried deep...coming to the surface in this sile...
Posted by on Fri, 25 Jul 2008 02:50:00 GMT

i think stella is too small....

to smell her farts. you’d think three pound of dog could evacuate a room, but so far, no stench from mama’s little cha waa waa. yes, i made her myself. lovely and delicate with thwo full r...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Mar 2008 18:56:00 GMT

San Pantycisco

Well, since i know ya alll' are waiting for the latest tails of-----cant call em woe- maybe just the so called chronicles of my life...and to where -i have led myself....we'll start with the latest ( ...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Feb 2008 20:01:00 GMT

my hind legs

All right, so it’s been awhile since i hit that blog. Actually i wrote one, a long one and the powers that be deemed it- not so. Oh, the heartbreak.....almost like erasing your college thesis, b...
Posted by on Mon, 11 Feb 2008 19:16:00 GMT

NO BIG DEAL- Just my brain and spinal chord...

I've decided i like to use big bold font...kinda like retard font...or those library books that advertise "extra large font" and the book is abouth three times it's normal width. So after 12 days of h...
Posted by on Mon, 23 Apr 2007 23:49:00 GMT

I think i'm turning japanese....

Well, it's been awhile i know- I had to send out 6900 and one messages apologizing for my poor correspondence. That was after my profile started posting bulletins on it's own- giving out free condoms....
Posted by on Wed, 11 Apr 2007 19:13:00 GMT

who's got my two minute mile?

Who writes this crap? Better yet,---who reads it...for fuck sake....so i'm feeling pretty good- i just ran 2 miles and i didn't want to drop dead- which may be a first for me out here.... althoug...
Posted by on Mon, 08 May 2006 18:04:00 GMT

unruly muppets have feeling too...

wow....well......so- mental spew time? K- here goes....i dreamt i was a detective last night...kindafuckincool.....except i felt too white, and i think i was setting someone up, which i wasn't real do...
Posted by on Wed, 08 Mar 2006 08:32:00 GMT

you can't fuck styrafoam...

douche bag says what? God, if i could type fluidly...that would make this whole blog thing so much easier on my end...i mean...i got the thoughts...and the renegade dreams and enough 3 syllable words ...
Posted by on Sun, 19 Feb 2006 07:49:00 GMT

The day before the day before the last day.....of this year

I think it's time...i learn to type...ahh, but why teach an old dog new tricks-? I'm thinking of just marinating my own dawgs in ridicule to get them to stop acting like assholes on the way to the dog...
Posted by on Fri, 30 Dec 2005 18:31:00 GMT