What is there to say about little old me? I lived, loved, wrote and wandered. My age is somewhat inaccurate. I am actually 219 years old as of last Monday. I eventually died leaving some works such as Don Juan incomplete. That was a real screw up on my part but you readers will just have to deal with it. I enjoyed sex with the odd man or boy as it were. I enjoyed Greek culture and am considered to be a hero by them. Little do they know I spent more on prostitutes than I did on their independence movement. I lived in Switzerland for awhile, had a grand ole time. Italy was lovely of course. I decided to join a movement that wanted to end Austrian rule, which of course succeeded eventually. My fellow countrymen didnt care for me though. I died young. I am the original "live fast, die young" type.Or so they thouht, Im not dead yet!Even though Duncan MacLeod beheaded me on TV.Here I am with my buddy Methos.Anyway, I eventually became a rock star in the twentieth century and developed a depression and a drug problem. You will see here Duncan MacLeod helps me, by cutting my head off. However Im not dead!Layout Provided By CodeMyLayout.com - Myspace Layouts
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I want to meet other dead poets. We can form a society together. Also I want a doctor who can fix my limp. Duncan MacLeod to get my head back.
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