Debbah

For some strange reason I feel compelled to list my likes and dislikes. This angers me, that I can only describe myself by what I do and do not like. Just doesn't seem right. The fact that I'm actually wasting my time sitting here trying to think of what I could possibly write about myself angers me. I also find it strange that I keep pressing enter after each sentence. I usually always use three dots instead of periods as well... usually always. hmm... I wish my job was to watch people. or perhaps be a spy. no...sniper. spy sniper. sniper spy... I enjoy watching. having the power to pick people off with one movement would be neat. Neat...what a bland word...sort of inappropriate really...when you consider its meaning. I wish I could speak at least seven languages. I dislike the number seven but always seem to choose it. All because of Crystal. I'm still fucking listing my dislikes. and disguising my likes as wishes. lame. I lack motivation. I like to think I don't... This is lame...not neat at all... k, I'm done.the entering didn't work... frustrating...but I can't help but wonder why... stupid computers. I should be able to write with one of those fancy pens onto the screen... like the ones you use when you have to sign the little machine when you get fancy mail. I love receiving mail. packages are even better...but i guess...they are mail. so...what I'm trying to say is this.http://file015.bebo.com/8/large/2006/08/15/02/6081846a1 705431679b570239002l.jpg