One part possible depression. One part cynicism. 2 parts eccentricity. 5 parts good guy. Shake together and walk all over. Pour into a self-defeatist attitude to get a large frosty glass of me. Yet for all this, I can't be sad. I know I seem I should be. I play the role of a happy person so well that I've convinced myself that I am. I'm watching cartoon boobies on tv right now. Anybody ever seen that classic movie based off of Heavy Metal magazine? Adult sci-fi artwork made into moving pictures. Good times. Time to grab life that the proverbial horns and make it smell my crotch.
Listening to: Heavy Metal Soundtrack
Feeling: damned
oh yeah and that saying means we get to be naked on the beach that is what they do over there well when i lived there that is.
you get to see some fellow wee wees itsnt that grand haha.
i better get a hug rock or you might just be left at the alter.
no not really i dont think i would hold i hug rock anyways.
i will only marry you if you can get married on a pirate ship
and if i'm feeling vain, i definitely will let you know. perhaps you will be the first to know...hmm...
*grabs*
i shall return.
alas, i'm going to bed. i have to work kind of soon. type at ya later dude.
whats the quotea.
*gropes*
almost forgot.
astoria is where the goonies lived.
haha, sounds good. i'm getting alcohol for christmas from a friend, too. so yes, drunk i shall be next weekend.
where in oregon does your friend live? maybe we can start a stalking triangle thing.
*gropes*
*gropes*
and i hope one day i have myself a stalker. that'd be friggin' rad.
*gropes*