i've given up on having interests...although i'm liking the idea of starting something new...anything.
I remember the time I got ditched in college for JudeLaw&aSemesterAbroad... well, there's this girl i would like to meet, except that i've already met her once/twice...i guess what i mean is, i'd like to meet her once and have her want to run into me again after that...doesn't happen that way too often these days. guess i'm losing that touch i never had. that's my best jack sparrow paraphrase. it turns out, the sweet talkin, tattoo sportin piker was a gypsy bare knuckles boxing champion...which makes him harder than a coffin nail-
can't tell you, they are MY people! mine!
don't get me started, don't even get me started.
don't believe in it, i do arts and crafts instead...and sometimes the occasional community theatre.
ok i admit it, i'm UNliterate. and i don't do too good at numbers either...i'm smart impaired. does anybody care what i read???