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I like to skate and bike skateparks, and theres nothing like writing poetry or reading a good book in the middle of a park with no one around. I LOVE MAGIC!!!!
Your Five Factor Personality Profile
Extroversion:
You have high extroversion.
You are outgoing and engaging, with both strangers and friends.
You truly enjoy being with people and bring energy into any situation.
Enthusiastic and fun, you're the first to say "let's go!"
Conscientiousness:
You have medium conscientiousness.
You're generally good at balancing work and play.
When you need to buckle down, you can usually get tasks done.
But you've been known to goof off when you know you can get away with it.
Agreeableness:
You have high agreeableness.
You are easy to get along with, and you value harmony highly.
Helpful and generous, you are willing to compromise with almost anyone.
You give people the benefit of the doubt and don't mind giving someone a second chance.
Neuroticism:
You have medium neuroticism.
You're generally cool and collected, but sometimes you do panic.
Little worries or problems can consume you, draining your energy.
Your life is pretty smooth, but there's a few emotional bumps you'd like to get rid of.
Openness to experience:
Your openness to new experiences is high.
In life, you tend to be an early adopter of all new things and ideas.
You'll try almost anything interesting, and you're constantly pushing your own limits.
A great connoisseir of art and beauty, you can find the positive side of almost anything. The Five Factor Personality Test

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My Blog

Update

Well, Things are going great! I just got back from Las Vegas for my birthday trip, and I had a wonderful time... Thanks, Janelle!   I have been rigorously working on my illusions, to determi...
Posted by on Thu, 04 Sep 2008 21:38:00 GMT

Finally some good news on Beve

Hey all,The orthoscopy showed that Beve's throat was not burned as bad as they thought in the upper esophogus.  They put in a feeding tube and hope to have a nutritionist up to see him soon so th...
Posted by on Tue, 28 Aug 2007 13:28:00 GMT

Update on Bevan

Well, he is still stable, and his mouth looks a whole lot better.  The doctor said that we are now finally allowed to whisper to him to let him know we are here supporting him, but its still fami...
Posted by on Tue, 28 Aug 2007 11:21:00 GMT

My Brother is in the Hospital

Some of you may know my younger brother Bevan, age 25.  He is currently in the ICU unit of Harris Hospital.  Early Saturday morning he was in the bathroom with out the lights on.  ...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Aug 2007 11:23:00 GMT

Why I do What I do

Secret Potential..:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /> by  Brent Weaver Community Solutions Youth Coordinator   Picture yourself sitting in a 7th grade cla...
Posted by on Mon, 26 Feb 2007 19:01:00 GMT

A Slam Poem

Sometimes I don't feel the inspiration I regress back to a state of indignation I follow that strict regimen of curses and vowels Put in my place with a light in my face Trying to hold on to my bowels...
Posted by on Mon, 26 Feb 2007 18:44:00 GMT

new poem

The Pyre As I write this, the page is burning from the outer to the inner. The source which lights my page, also steals it from me in pieces. My pen is also afire, along with my hand which pushes and ...
Posted by on Tue, 09 Jan 2007 08:21:00 GMT

newest poem

Tragedies of an Unholy WarGraves of the unknownOver which poppies growAnd the ambling streamsWhich blood colored redNow run clear with memoriesOf the recently forgotten deadThe pain which was suffered...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Oct 2006 20:23:00 GMT

A new Poem

Urban DestructionTattered sweaters speak in tonguesSpying playgrounds, broken rungsAn expanding void claws through timeAs petals fall in uneven rhymeBoys touch girls as they sighThe earth shudders, dr...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Oct 2006 21:11:00 GMT

Poem I wrote a long time ago...

Self Portrait of HurtMy eyes are as cold and as black as steelWith all I've seen what else could they beThey are a hollowed misery of flesh and boneThat are reflected by mirrors of my peersWhich stare...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Oct 2006 20:44:00 GMT