I copied this from a profile on a Christian dating site.
"I WILL YOU IF YOU ARE A KIND OF OPENED MINDED PERSON LOVLY AND CARING EASY TO UNDERSTANDING PERSON"
She has her native language listed as English. I guess pretty AND smart is just too much to ask for.
Tuesday, December 28, 2004
Wednesday, December 15, 2004
blew off volley ball to work on my motorcycle. i actually got it started :) and then blew a fuse trying to get it started again :( i took the battery with me when i went to buy fuses and had it tested. it failed :( so i bought a new one :/ we'll see if it all works tomorrow when I go to pick it up.
then, in the solitude of night...
then, in the solitude of night...
Monday, December 13, 2004
It's good to have visits from friends. It's probably good to play volleyball. It'll hopefully be good to take my motorcycle out to get fixed, though It's getting too cold to ride it for pleasure.
I've sometimes thought about starting a new blog where I could be annonymous and share all the stuff I want to say but don't want people to read and know it comes from me. But would any read it? If no one reads it, what's the point of having it online? I could just write it in a book. But then maybe, someone would read it... with embarrassing results. I suppose I could write it in code, but that'd be too much work, at least if I ever decided to reread it. I could type and save or type and erase. sometimes it helps to just spill your guts on paper metaphorically speaking. some might say it's theraputic.
relish the good times. ... but i don't like relish.
whatever, I just wanted to say something but i had nothing to say. this is all a bit of random drivel as usual.
strike a pose, but keep it natural. i think I'll take a shower and go to bed.
God, help me to get better.
I've sometimes thought about starting a new blog where I could be annonymous and share all the stuff I want to say but don't want people to read and know it comes from me. But would any read it? If no one reads it, what's the point of having it online? I could just write it in a book. But then maybe, someone would read it... with embarrassing results. I suppose I could write it in code, but that'd be too much work, at least if I ever decided to reread it. I could type and save or type and erase. sometimes it helps to just spill your guts on paper metaphorically speaking. some might say it's theraputic.
relish the good times. ... but i don't like relish.
whatever, I just wanted to say something but i had nothing to say. this is all a bit of random drivel as usual.
strike a pose, but keep it natural. i think I'll take a shower and go to bed.
God, help me to get better.
Monday, December 06, 2004
My roommate and I are watching Robotech. It's an 80's cartoon imported from Japan. The music is dated, the animation is really poor by today's standards, the singing is horrible, the plot doesn't always make sense and I'm pretty sure that the translation is very flawed. Still, I'm enjoying it. It is a series with each episode building on the last. There are giant robots, giant people, desperate measures and a love triangle. I'm borrowing it from a friend so I'm not spending money on it. Its all good ;)
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