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About Me

I am whiskey bent and hell bound.
If I can't dance, I don't want to be a part of your revolution.
I have problems with drinking milk and being school tardy.
I'll loan you my toothbrush, I'll bartend your party.

The way you squeeze my lemon,
I just wanna fall right out of bed.
Be sure your hands are clean before you go pointing fingers at me.


IF YOU AND I DO NOT KNOW EACH OTHER IN REAL LIFE, PLEASE SEND ME A MESSAGE BEFORE TRYING TO ADD ME SO THAT I KNOW YOU INTEND ON ACTUALLY BEING MY FRIEND. I'M NOT TRYING TO BE A SNOB, I'M JUST BEING REAL.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Chain smoking conversationalists, dirty rock-n-roll enthusiasts, Matthew Lesko fanatics.

My Blog

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Laid in bed, surfed the web and ate a "Cutie's Clementine" orange.      Lit a cig.              Put The Shins' "Wincing t...
Posted by on Tue, 01 Jan 2008 09:08:00 GMT

Are you kidding me?

1. Rob D. 2. Mitch B. 3. Willie Mac 4. Matt Doyle.   Why is this process all too familiar?
Posted by on Sat, 29 Sep 2007 07:23:00 GMT

Enough.

    I'm getting worn out from trying to fight becoming hard as a result of everything that's happened in the last three weeks. First I was devestated as I witnessed some of my closest f...
Posted by on Wed, 12 Sep 2007 09:43:00 GMT

Realizations. Autobiographical motions.

Lately things are finally seeming to come together. Wait... I feel that. But looking at the hand I've got, after the cards that have been dealt over the past seven days, my immediate response is to f...
Posted by on Tue, 17 Jul 2007 03:32:00 GMT

Losing one's stomach just in time for lunch.

Wow. The reflective mood I've been in lately has shed a lot of light on the ground I covered during the last 6 months. It's also led me through the emotional highs and lows that have at times terroriz...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Apr 2007 20:36:00 GMT

Migrating.

I popped some Benadryl after work yesterday and drifted off into 16 consecutive hours of sleep. I ended up with a score high enough that I'll be tired all day, but knowing I slept through some kind of...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Oct 2006 12:14:00 GMT

Christmas in September.

You know what the good thing about a bad day is? That point where things can't get any worse, therefore they get better because they have to. Physically drained and mentally excited I approach today w...
Posted by on Mon, 18 Sep 2006 17:00:00 GMT

Latte anyone?

What a day. What a night that turned into a morning that turned into the best sleep I have gottan in days, What a drive home, completely refreshed and gearing up for the "back to reality" stretch of 2...
Posted by on Mon, 11 Sep 2006 08:20:00 GMT

Magnolia Trees.

Fruit fit for a bread basket. I have come to the conclusion that I am simply a fruit tree and a woven wicker basket. What I am made of and what I can give make up the tree, and the basket is what I co...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Jul 2006 16:46:00 GMT

Small Things

I really like looking at my GeoVisitors and seeing a view from Mexico and knowing that it´s me. This week has been amazing. I´m trying to hold on to all of the details mentally and writing down as mu...
Posted by on Thu, 06 Jul 2006 11:35:00 GMT