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About Me

my secrets i am shy and horrible at small talk. i usually don't attempt it and people tend to take that the wrong way. i try to see the beauty in everything and am therefor always thinking "damn! my sketchpad is in the car." or "damn! my camera is in the car."
tag sale
my mind, heart, and body are
a ragged doll falling apart
at a tag sale
just waiting for some one
to see me, want me,
and stitch me together again
a lot of people have seen me
and quickly dismissed me away
some wanted me,
but only a handful took the time
to sew me back together
however their thread had been thin
and i just fell apart
and left to collect dust once again
at the tag sale
i know that there are some people out there who wish that people came with warning labels. i agree. well, sort of. maybe something that reads "this is what i am like". Not something that will completely give you away, but rather something that would intrigue people more [but without being misleading]. so, this is currently mine [and in the order that my wacky head comes up with]:
* *Almost every other night i throw my pillow on the floor and sleep better without it. i can never remember to pay attention to whether or not i'm on it when i wake up though.
* *I worked at ups. i worked a "man's job" at ups and it has made me a lot stronger. i love this, but most guys find it intimidating.
* *I can never fall asleep when i have some sort of idea in my head. i have to write it down [all of it] before i can get any rest. this is one of those times. i have ideas written all over my wall next to my bed - my wall is an ugly puke green that needs to be painted anyway.
* *i pronounce it "idea" and not "idear" yet i always add extra syllables to stuff like "cinnamon". i don't mean to though. it comes out "cinnamonon".
* *i name inanament objects. my umbrella is Barthalamew. my other umbrella is Umbrella Number 2. my waste basket is Diagnog, and my pillow with arms is Lord Vladimier the Second. the first was my roommate's fish that died a week after being dubbed a lord. My picture of a sheep smiling that "yeah, i know what you did last night" that oversees my bed is named Gunther. My brother's car clicker is Bubba.
* *i have the temper of a true italian [even though i'm only about a quarter italian]. it's just hard to find sometimes.
* *i don't like to fight, but when i think i'm right, i will stick by it till you get too frustrated to argue. if you turn out to be right though, usually i'll admit it.
* *i hate lying with a passion. usually when i do it, it's either said with pure sarcasm so you know i'm lying or i'll try to make it true. [example: sat down next to the toilet at klekolo, called ups and said "i'm sitting next to a toilet, i don't think i'll be able to make it to work tonight." they said ok]
* *i will have a crush on someone for months and not do anything. eventually i'll get so fed up with it that i'll try to be a bit more obvious.
* *i draw beautiful women and wish i was them.
* *i want to go on road trips. maybe i'll start doing that on sundays.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

who am i looking for? people. good people to be more specific. because bad people aren't all that nice [sorry bad people]. i'll let you be the judge of yourself though. it'll be hard though, because i guess some bad is good.

..Mist of You..
I have been eating poetry,
devouring it with every feeling of regret.
Secrets locked up deep inside
flow out through my fingertiips.

Your always seem to keep me writing
(you always let me down)
Every time I tell myself that you
learned, changed,
and that it will be different this time.
But it's always the same.

Best friends till the end, right?
Unconditional love.
Sweet sweet smiles always around.

But we are just two strangers
who only know the presence of each other,
not knowing what is under each other's skin.
Maybe soon you'll see this desperation for recognition,
this weak thread clinging onth the thin idea of hope. This waterfall of words
For You.

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odd thing is that we were both born april 22. her in 1923 and i, 83.

My Blog

Reckless Now

Last week I was able to do something. Something good. Even though it was only painting and weeding on the Pine Ridge Reservation, it was still something.Now that I'm back, my life has gone back t...
Posted by on Mon, 04 Aug 2008 03:39:00 GMT

Day...Ummm..Five: Ohio to Iowa

It' been an intersting couple of days. First we went to Sauder Village on Tuesday, I think. On our way we drove along Lake Erie. Pretty. Sauder Village was cute and very much like a mini Sturbridge Vi...
Posted by on Fri, 18 Jul 2008 13:12:00 GMT

On the Road: Day One and Half Con't

Right now I'm bundled up under my sleeping bag writing. Dunno if I mentioned this, but these lovely blogs are coming via my cell phone. Where was I before? Oh yes.... We decided not to stay at the fl...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Jul 2008 21:51:00 GMT

On the Road-Day One and a half

So it is 2.24 pm on Day 2 of our lovely trip and we are driving through Corry, Pennsylvania. For those of you who don't know, my mum and I are driving to South Dakota to the Pine Ridge Reservation t...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Jul 2008 11:47:00 GMT

Between Borders and Cute Musicians, Why O WHY Do I Choose Borders??

Seriously. Why is it even an issue? But it is.I've always had this saying. That Guys and I have an understanding. I don't approach them, they don't approach me, I stay bitter and lonely. Not a good sa...
Posted by on Mon, 03 Mar 2008 19:45:00 GMT

Killing Cars as a Forte

But by accident, I swear. December 21 before heading home, my mother asked me to go to the package store to pick up some wine for my father's birthday that evening. When I started my car back up, it s...
Posted by on Sat, 05 Jan 2008 14:23:00 GMT

An Adventure Driving On Dirt Roads In the Woods Gone Horribly Wrong

Oh my oh my oh my. My shoes are sitting outside right now. My legs, hands, and car are covered in mud. All from a little silly whim of mine.I was coming from middletown, taking backroads to old lyme. ...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Aug 2007 19:20:00 GMT

The Beginning of the End to Nigel

The time for my right thyroid to be removed is vastly approaching. Yesterday I went in to eat a pill of iodine. Sounds appetizing, doesn't it? Whenever you eat food w/ iodine ...
Posted by on Wed, 08 Aug 2007 06:40:00 GMT

the crazy

  uck uck and more uck. that's the crazy. but um, this is what i mean:i just moved. i now live in old lyme and am working in cromwell. for the first few days after the move. we had no water. the ...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Aug 2007 20:00:00 GMT

Uck [Let Down Days]

that's right. uck. talk about let down days. my plans for my day off were this: dentist @ 9.45. go to borders in farmington [an exit or two down the highway] for a couple of hours and read s...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Jul 2007 19:31:00 GMT