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Douglas

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About Me

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TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey
Name: Douglas
Birthday: 18th October 1990
Birthplace: London, city of the gods
Current Location: London, city of demons
Eye Color: Hazel?
Hair Color: Brown
Height: 5" 7
Right Handed or Left Handed: Right
Your Heritage: I can hardly remember what I fucking did this morning.
The Shoes You Wore Today: School shoes. For school, innit?
Your Weakness: Pain
Your Fears: There is nothing to fear but fear itself. And getting punched in the misters.
Your Perfect Pizza: Tasty
Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year: Evolving into a being of pure energy and ruling the Universe
Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger: Cunt
Thoughts First Waking Up: Where are my man-sized tissues?
Your Best Physical Feature: My thumbs
Your Bedtime: I'm asleep right now. Annnnd...now.
Your Most Missed Memory: Where I left my fucking shoes.
Pepsi or Coke: Coke. As in cocaine.
MacDonalds or Burger King: It's spelt McDonald's, you cunt.
Single or Group Dates: Is 'group date' a euphemism for 'orgy'. Either way, group.
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Neither. I'd rather chew off my own arm and piss in the wound.
Chocolate or Vanilla: Vanilla. Radical, eh?
Cappuccino or Coffee: Coffee.
Do you Smoke: Only because I'm so damn hot.
Do you Swear:
Do you Sing: Badly, yes.
Have you Been in Love: Only with the Rolling Stones. And these celbrity relationships never last.
Do you want to go to College: Yeah.
Do you want to get Married: No.
Do you belive in yourself: What an absurb question. Belive in myself to do what?
&..39;Do you get Motion Sickness:'
Do you think you are Attractive: Are you blind?
Are you a Health Freak:
Do you get along with your Parents:
Do you like Thunderstorms: If I'm inside. And alseep. And they're happening in another country.
Do you play an Instrument: Bass guitar.
In the past month have you Drank Alcohol: Yes.
In the past month have you Smoked: Yes, because I'm SO DAMN HOT. Don't you people ever listen?
In the past month have you been on Drugs: The Luuuuurve Drug. No.
In the past month have you gone on a Date: Does my hand count?
In the past month have you gone to a Mall: No malls please, we're British.
In the past month have you eaten Sushi: No, because I can afford a microwave.
In the past month have you been on Stage: All the world's a stage, you cunt.
In the past month have you been Dumped: Does my hand count?
In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping: No. Clearly not.
In the past month have you Stolen Anything: Does your heart count? No.
Ever been Drunk: YEs.
Ever been called a Tease: What the fuck's a Tease? Why the capitalization? No.
Ever been Beaten up: No.
Ever Shoplifted: No.
How do you want to Die: Does my hand count? Sorry. wrong question.
What do you want to be when you Grow Up: Young.
What country would you most like to Visit: Canadia.
In a Boy/Girl..
Favourite Eye Color: Blue.
Favourite Hair Color: Hazel. Christ, I sound like a right cunt.
Short or Long Hair: Not too short, not too long. Good, eh?
Height: 5" 4? I don't know.
Weight: Thinner than me, thicker than my cock.
Best Clothing Style: Smokin'. That's right, I went there.
Number of Drugs I have taken: One. Rock 'n' Roll, eh?
Number of CDs I own: Couple of hundred.
Number of Piercings: Zero, bitch.
Number of Tattoos: Zero, bitch no. 2.
Number of things in my Past I Regret: The being born thing was a bit of a bugger, but it's been pretty smooth sailing since then.
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My Interests

Stuff. I'm not an extraordinary person, but I would like to be, maybe for just a couple of days or something. Books. Music. Porn. Sleep.

I'd like to meet:

An exact clone of Sarah Michelle-Gellar, but one who has a fetish for ugly people.

Music:

http://www.last.fm/user/RocketAbsurdity/

Books:

A lot. Well, quite a few, anyway. Books are good.

My Blog

A Rubbish Story

The wind rustled through the trees as he leant back against the tree. The knots on the bark pressed through his thin jacket like tender hands of a masseuse, or the wrinkled knuckles of a bouncer, tire...
Posted by Douglas on Tue, 05 Dec 2006 01:41:00 PST

A Little Bit Of Gothic

This is a story I had to write for English. And because we must all do our civic duty, I am recycling it here. Enjoy, cunts.   Parker leaned back on the moth-eaten cushions and tried to relax. He...
Posted by Douglas on Wed, 25 Oct 2006 08:53:00 PST

A Story

Every day Martin would spend too long staring at the sky. He would watch the clouds and birds and planes swoop and soar, so effortlessly. And he hated them for it. He lay in bed at night having fits ...
Posted by Douglas on Mon, 16 Oct 2006 01:14:00 PST

La La La.

Hitler's Germany must have been hell for taxi drivers. Every time people meet, they raise their arms? They'd have to be screeching to a halt every ten yards just in case someone was hailing them. Thi...
Posted by Douglas on Fri, 15 Sep 2006 10:58:00 PST

Some Sort Of Genius

Well, here we are. I have not written anything in a very long time, because I have run out of ideas. My ideas tank is as empty as my spunk sacks at one o'clock in the morning in Soho. Still, at least ...
Posted by Douglas on Tue, 22 Aug 2006 04:54:00 PST

Empty Litre Bottle Strapped To The Inside Leg

You know who really piss me off? Cunts. Cunts who open their van doors into cycle lanes. Cunts who wear aviators and try to pretend they're in some fucking indie band (yes, I know. Fuck off.) Cunts wh...
Posted by Douglas on Wed, 19 Jul 2006 11:54:00 PST

Bastard Story.

Another story about Bernie. Enjoy, you cunt.   Bernie awoke once more. This had been happening quite a bit recently, almost every day, and he worried about his health. The robots never woke up an...
Posted by Douglas on Mon, 26 Jun 2006 11:00:00 PST

Fucking Moods

Come children, gather round and I shall tell you a tale. Closer, closer. Into the bear-trap... I recently watched a modern remake of Othello. I can safely say it was fairly despairing. The directors h...
Posted by Douglas on Thu, 22 Jun 2006 11:35:00 PST

Part Of An International Community Of Bitchin' Pimps, Apparently

Right. This blog (blog? I hate that word more than children) will have pictures in it. Enjoy, and if you must wank aim away from the keyboard. Can you guess what it is? It's a guitar, you cunt.  ...
Posted by Douglas on Mon, 22 May 2006 12:32:00 PST

Fuck. Because I Can.

Ahhh, the sweet tang of Games Thursday. A potent mix of young boys' sweat, PE teachers' drool, and the crushed dreams of amatuer athletes is better than any bottle of cider in the park.   Of cour...
Posted by Douglas on Mon, 15 May 2006 10:56:00 PST