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Johnny Applecart

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About Me

Sex is interesting, but it's not totally important. I mean it's not even as important (physically) as excretion. A man can go seventy years without a piece of ass, but he can die in a week without a bowel movement.- Charles Bukowski.Ahhh, the simple truth. It is funny how we place certain things or acts above another without really looking at them in a realistic manner. All of this "About Me" stuff is purely for the ego. Something of hope that someone out there agrees or understands my taste and personality. It is our actions, our movements( not the bowel kind ) that makes up the sum of who we are. The stuff on the screen in front of you is fluff. a soft, pliable cushion of pillowy fluff that is designed to be molded and fitted to whatever I deem worthy in order to bolster my own fragile self-image. On that note: Kick out the Jams, Motherfuckers!Layout Created at ...net with LIVE preview!!

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

somebody who knows the difference between a Henri Matisse and a Matt LeBlanc. Somebody who enjoys the concepts of spontaneity and the absurd. Somebody that can one night go to a five-star restaurant and the next day eat at a Waffle House. Who I don't want to meet is somebody who has grown up in a nice, surburban bubble, sheltered from any sort of free-thought who hates anything remotely strange or different. And oh yeah,...no serial killers, at least not yet.

My Blog

Tell me something?

People,...do you ever find it rather annoying when you know someone is obviously full of shit? I'm talking about them being so full of shit that you can't do a damn thing but cover your nose and run a...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Dec 2007 22:30:00 GMT

It began as a new friend with a ride...

...It ended as two year war. I admit defeat. I feel as though my very being has crumpled. My soul has been depleated and I am emotional famished. I have this void in the center of chest,...filled to ...
Posted by on Tue, 28 Aug 2007 08:26:00 GMT

No Subject.

Happy Birthday, Mom.
Posted by on Wed, 08 Feb 2006 15:15:00 GMT

You bring the gasoline and I will bring the matches.

Lets burn this city to ground. You and me, making history.  Can you imagine looking through your rear-view mirror and seeing the billows of smoke and the orange hue of the smoldering city as...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Nov 2005 17:04:00 GMT

I have been called a lot of names in my short life...

Schoolyard BullyYou are 28% Rational, 57% Extroverted, 85% Brutal, and 42% Arrogant. You are the Schoolyard Bully! You focus more on feelings than rationality, and thus tend to be driven by your ...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Oct 2005 19:54:00 GMT

A Polish Vampire in Burbank.

A Polish Vampire in Burbank. Well, there goes an hour and twenty-six minutes of my life that I can never get back. I have spent two hours staring at my fireplace and gotten more out of it....
Posted by on Thu, 22 Sep 2005 15:44:00 GMT

It sure is a beautiful day outside.

Jesus Christ. Lately I have been spending my days staring at absolutely nothing. This is the definition of the doldrums of everyday existence, the one thing I wanted to avoid when I was school. I can...
Posted by on Fri, 09 Sep 2005 15:51:00 GMT

Creeping Surrealism Moment . 2997

"I like saving the lives of kids and all of that shit. But I really want to make some fucking films." That was the defining gist of the conversation I had last night; outside of Club Lipstick with a ...
Posted by on Wed, 24 Aug 2005 12:16:00 GMT

This is pure boredom!

The internet was designed in hopes that one day, people all around the world could have access to all of the tools required to learn and to grow, and then a new dawn would slowly blossom across the E...
Posted by on Tue, 09 Aug 2005 15:06:00 GMT

It never gets any better, does it?

I had my first of many (so at least I am told) dreams that have my Mother in them. In this dream, she suddenly burst into my room in the middle of day. She was my Mother of the late eighties, at the ...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Aug 2005 03:24:00 GMT