Let's see...Hmmm... I like red lipstick, red nails, crazy ass hair, pumps, fuck-me boots, fishnets, black and red clothes, piercings, tattoos, anything with art (music, movies, shows, art galleries, museums, operas, ballets, musicals, plays, burlesque shows, strip clubs...chicks getting naked without falling on their faces is fucking art!), lingerie, tea, popsicles, veggie bologna sandwiches, Jameson or Glenfidich in my flask, Canadian cigarettes...
I wanna meet people who have balls. People who challenge themselves and put themselves out of their comfort zone, just to see how they'd do. I wanna meet fun people, intelligent people, people that have something to say, or just to bullshit with! But beware...I tend to talk about disgusting things, mostly things I've seen in the line of work I'm in. Body fluids, wounds, nasty procedures...oh yeah, you name it...Hahaha! I'm always the one that takes it too far, that can top your disgusting story...If I can clear a room because I just grossed the shit out of everyone, my mission is accomplished. So, if you think you can handle that, I'm sure we'll get along...
Feeling simplistic today...I mainly like rockabilly, psychobilly, punk, good ol' rock n' roll, 80's new wave...but I do appreciate all kinds of music. Good musicianship is good musicianship.
I like them...most of them...
I've previously mentionned that TV is shite, but really, this anger and bitterness roots from my lack of cable TV. I'm broke (sigh)...It's quite sad actually because mindless visual entertainment truely makes me happy, so here I remain, bitter, angry and sad, but mostly, completely visually unentertained...(sob!)
Just started reading for the pleasure of reading again...no more studying!!!
Why have a hero, I make my own rules...