trent

PLAY THE DAMN SONG! I MEAN IT. PRESS PLAY. NOW. THANKYOU. HmmI do not know how I ended up here, but that in itself is neither original or surprising. I am an english/american who has bounced around a bunch of places and is lucky enough to have a to a job that pays in both ways. How trite are we going for? Depending on my mood I like either rules or contradictions. Right now, frustratingly, I like both. To say I am anything particular will only drive me nuts because I like to disprove myself in such artificial circumstances. Ahem. I like to eat and find obscure barolos nestled away on the second last wine page. I like beer and the company of people who actually watch the effort and creation of destiny in sport. Bouncy balls are not only imperative as a component in any first aid kit, they are also fun and provide great ruffage. I want a dog but have not figured out how to get a field into the middle of L.A. Do not attempt to inform me that a self help book can provide the insight of a classic- I already agree... and have turned on the safe room.... I am romantic but you can't be blithe. There are rules to the dance. If we both have them, they don't need to be talked about. Goofing off is the art form of true, blissful ignorance.... and if this gumph is true, I will be sat at the right hand of Samuel Johnson by the seventh inning stretch. By the way, the grumpiness is just a ploy, a plot, a develish scam, a dastardly ruse. Perhaps we shall meet on the heath fair thane of Glamis....NOTE: I AM UNABLE TO RESPOND TO ALL MAIL SENT AND AM CURENTLY IN AND OUT OF TOWN, SO please, DON'T BE MORE OFFENDED THAN YOU NORMALLY WOULD...