I love to write. It's another world where I get to see my imaginary friends.
I also love to lose myself playing guitar. I believe it's a form of meditation.
It's been a long time, but I really want to go rock clmbing again.
Camping, and just being outside, is a wonderful feeling.
It's been way too long since I've climbed a fourteener.
Nothing in life is worthwhile unless you have someone to share it with. That's why I have a few friends that mean the world to me.
If it's something that jives with me, I'll listen to it. I don't discriminate genres from each other.
Most of the time, I like music that either has a very simple very heavy beat. Hard rock, Metal, Trance, House, some Hip-Hop, and some electronica. Other times, I like pretty laid back music that has a great deal of complexity, such as Andy Mckee or Yanni.
I'm a sucker for original movie scores.
However, I don't think I've ever heard jazz that I've liked. Unless it's live, then I'm fine with it.
Фильмы
I don't typically watch that many movies, not because I don't enjoy them, but because I think they're a bit more of a social activity. If anyone wants to watch a movie, hit me up.
I have a few favorites though:
In Bruges
The Last Samurai
The Boondock Saints
Forrest Gump
Nobel Son
Choke
The Devil's Rejects
Snatch
American Beauty
ТВ
I despise American Idol.
However, I really do enjoy these shows:
Bizzare Foods with Andrew Zimmern
Man vs. Food
Modern Marvels
Mythbusters
Two and a Half Men
Книги
I've written one of my own. Absence of Heroes, Part One: The Eyes of God.
Currently I'm woking on AoH Pt 2: The Darker World.
I'm also working on two other books which are currently untitled.
One is a first person narative work of fiction involving an old man who is the first successful recipient of a brain ransplant and his second chance at finding happiness in life.
The other is a non-fiction detailing the life of the most amazing woman I have ever met.
As for my own personal reading:
God's Demon by Wayne Barlowe is my absolute favorite
The Sword of Truth series from Terry Goodkind is also up there.
I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell by Tucker Max. Pure hilarity.
О себе: Here in the shadows
There's no wishing well
May the Blessed one forgive me
Like so many times before
There's no saviour at the door
It won't matter anymore
Touch me now while we reach the end,
I wonder where you are right now, right now,
Oh my dear
She still has sunshine in her weary eyes
A bed of roses to testify my love
A promise made, now I will make it right
There's no power on earth to tear us apart
Love's tragedy asunder
Oh, set your spirit free
Love's tragedy asunder
Do I believe
Deep in the shadows there's no release
[I believe] Deep in the shadows you won't find peace
[I believe] We live in a dream world, it's over now
I'll take your hand, our time is sure to come
On broken wings I tried to fly
I'm sorry I couldn't get it right
All praise and glory,
All praise and glory to love
I've buried sunlight when I shut her eyes
Dead leaves to dust, no seasons bloom
A glimpse of Heaven showed an angel bride
Tenfold the cries of Crack of Doom
Love's tragedy asunder
Wanted peace for me
Love's tragedy asunder
Will I be free
Love's tragedy asunder
Will I be free
Love's tragedy asunder
Falling misery
Love's tragedy asunder
Do I believe
Love's tragedy asunder
Still I believe
Я хочу найти: Whoever. If they're a pretty cool person or if they have something good to say, I'll hear it all out. I'm pretty easy to get along with, or so I think, so I don't really section myself off from any personal opportunities.
Seriously, if it dips in the 60s in the fall, most of us are reaching for a light sweatah. Of course it's the opposite in the spring, "Holy shit, it's finally some decently warm weather! I'm gonna wear a tank top!" the moment we see 60. Anything 40s and below is retarded and we wish it to go away quickly.
Anything exciting...well, I worked in the ICU today and got to smell "the death smell" and hear "the death rattle" for the first time. Yeah, it was exactly as scary/sad as it sounds. This whole experience of nursing has really given me an appreciation for what a gift death can actually be for a person, though. No life support for Jessica, please.
As for shorts, yeah, we'll be in shorts till the end of this month, probably. It won't snow at all, all winter. Hehe!
I'm glad you're back to writing. Exercise...I miss it. I try to get up and run every morning, but hell, with words like "midterm" and "clinical" smacking me in the face it just feels better to hide under the covers and sleep for that extra hour. By I can't blame WoW; I wouldn't be out at the gym right now anyway. My long-haired pooper kind of requires an adult in the house even when he's snoozing.
