Hi there...how are things? I once dreamed of a sex change, now it seems, ever since I had the pleasure of getting it together malehood is just whatever, I found the buried treasure. If I could appear sane found-poeming every waking moment, u bet your butt I would...Ain't got no time to grow oldoldold....can't resist amusing dialects, talk with an accent or spell convincingly. Am plagued by an irrepresible urge to analyze, evaluate, articulate, and repeat...have a difficult time selecting one word to describe anything. Shimmyshimmy quater-turn I feel like I will never learn. But on spontaneous basis the clouds do clear and it seems as though everything I am, want, need, have, will, whatever is absolutely shockingly-SO worthwhile.
