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About Me

I don't know if there is really anything I can say about myself. It seems as if I change a little piece of myself everyday. I've made mistakes, trusted and loved people I shouldn't. Looking back I have no regrets, I stand by everything I've done. The reason may not be clear to most, but I don't feel the need to explain myself. Looking forward I can see what I want and how to get it. People may claim to know me, truth is I don't know me. I just know who I want to be.
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My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Grover. Wait, I already did. OK, maybe someone in charge of naming colors or hurricanes (really weird) how about someone that can explain why parsley is put on all those plates of food. How about the person that hires someone to stand at a construction site to hold a "slow" sign. I want to know who gets to choose who is made into a bobblehead. Or for God's sake who is really in charge of the Republicans and the Democrats, who ever it is probably crawled under a rock long ago. I only hope they've made their peace with God (I think God always votes independent)

My Blog

Good time for a blog

Its been a while since I've just sat down and wrote. Much has happened since the last blog. Right now seems like the perfect time to just sit down and write. Bitersweet, confused, en...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Oct 2007 15:00:00 GMT

Destiny, Fate whatever

A predetermined path, choosing your path, which is it? A guiding hand that drops little signs here and there just often enough to make one wonder-or go crazy. Analyzing every little detail...
Posted by on Mon, 12 Mar 2007 19:30:00 GMT

Some of my favorite things

I have to write about how I love a thunderstorm. They are elusive, they are never around when you want one, they never seem to last long enough. Sometimes like when the planets line up, a ...
Posted by on Wed, 28 Feb 2007 21:40:00 GMT

Lets all spread the VD love around!!

Once again this magical time of the year has arrived bringing forth a fondness for all to celebrate. I for one celebrate every year, the utter joy of no gifts, dinner, headaches, maladies of con...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Feb 2007 13:31:00 GMT

My first

Well from time to time I wish I could see my thoughts to help me think. I really don't expect anyone to read my blogs, if it happens then whatever. I am writing for myself. This is j...
Posted by on Thu, 11 Jan 2007 20:34:00 GMT