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I am here for Friends

About Me

I decided the other day that I don't want a job, I want to get paid for merely existing. I would marry John Cusack if I got the chance. Intellectual conversations are great, though rare. I want to go anywhere but here, most of the time. I have no idea what I want to be when I grow up. I live for the weekends with my friends. Fuck Bob Barker for telling me to get my pet spayed or neutered, I will never forgive him. I'll always miss Henry. Lola is my new puppy, she's too well behaved. Yes, I named her after a tranny. I'm a state certified sexual assault counselor... so gimme a call if you need help. I can't wait to get out of Rohnert Park, but it has been good to me. I'm studying subjects I enjoy and therefore will be poor. I don't like cold chicken. I made cookies from scratch the other day, without burning them! Ohio is for lovers. I am constantly wondering if my expectations for life are too high.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

I'd like to meet Ghandi and ask him if he had any regrets about his life. I'd like to meet Shakespeare and watch him write. I'd like to meet the Dalai Lama and give him a hug. I'd like to meet Fidel Castro and smoke a cigar with him (UPDATE: Fidel quit smoking, so I'd have to make him start again.. tough but I'm up to the challenge). I'd like to meet Bob Barker before he dies (UPDATE: so that I can kill him first.)

My Blog

Apparently I wrote this....

 1..:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /> She sat, with no real purpose, in-between Current affairs and Warfare.  This was insignificant to her, there were ...
Posted by on Thu, 22 Nov 2007 23:59:00 GMT

RIP Henry

  I just wanted to say thank you to all our friends that were there for me and Greg yesterday. It takes a tragedy to really find out who your friends are. Thanks Kay for driving when I ...
Posted by on Sat, 13 Oct 2007 09:23:00 GMT

fucked up.

It's kind of like walking away from a car accident unharmed, and thinking "Wow, I'm really lucky." Little do you know that now every time you see a guard rail or someone in front of you stops suddenly...
Posted by on Tue, 17 Jul 2007 04:06:00 GMT

Because she wasn't Jesus.

There once was a girl. She made all the mistakes in the world. She didn't believe in Jesus. No one could save her from her sins. There once was a boy. He believed in Jesus. She was the one who saved h...
Posted by on Thu, 15 Mar 2007 01:29:00 GMT

The Party.

He saw her I saw him He saw us All the same One face, But there's a crowd Me, him, her, them It doesn't matter All the same   Hot, sweaty Smells of sex She saw me He says hi Aren't you? No, but ...
Posted by on Sat, 21 Oct 2006 20:31:00 GMT

She.

In 10 minutes, her life will end. At least, that's how she feels every minute of every day. And she is always surprised to see her reflection in the mirror every morning. Every night she goe...
Posted by on Sat, 08 Jul 2006 22:19:00 GMT

Ralph.

Ralph likes to sit in the corner. Ralph has 12 kids and he hates every single one of them. Well, if he knew them, he knows he would hate them.  Or at the vert least, they would hate him. Ralph l...
Posted by on Sun, 12 Mar 2006 00:08:00 GMT

My Ohio poem

Glitter sparkles down to the ground Its so simple but it leaves me feeling alone I want to be a part of it, all the wonder& But only if you fall with me        &nbs...
Posted by on Thu, 29 Dec 2005 01:29:00 GMT

LIVE!!!!!!!

Sittin here on the dirty floor of my dorm room I have realized something, besides the fact that I should be studying and not myspace-ing, and that is...well life is good. I know its a weird thing to s...
Posted by on Mon, 12 Dec 2005 00:54:00 GMT

your eyes, your lies......... they entice me

So normally i have a purpose for a blog before i start it... well this time is different.  I dont know where this blog may lead, but i feel the spark of creativety and need an outlet, so here we ...
Posted by on Wed, 07 Sep 2005 00:53:00 GMT