About me:
I graduated from college once. I want to go back to college and graduate a few more times, and then be a Psychologist. I like the strategic aspects of football and basketball. I play golf. I love good music. I love my hammock. I love Austin, Texas ..--so I live there... I like stars and the breeze at night in the fall. I don't smoke unless I'm drinking or stressed. I only dance when I'm drunk or in love...or when I'm drunk and think I'm in love. I enjoy cooking, and I'm actually good at it most of the time. I like dreams. ..I've never once been in a photo booth... I like reading. I like movies, too. I might be a Luddite. My biggest weakness is a beautiful woman with a guitar. My biggest fear is living complacently. I love my sunroof. I love my family for all the shit we've been through. I love it when it rains. I want to travel the world out of a backpack with a good friend.
Comments
Apr 12 2009 7:25 PM
Jan 10 2009 12:02 AM
Dec 21 2008 6:21 PM
Dec 10 2008 11:17 PM
I couldn't resist. =)
Nov 8 2008 5:07 AM
P.S. If you look out the window at the moon, you can totally see the man in the moon.
Oct 20 2008 11:11 PM
Oct 20 2008 1:38 AM
To attract mates, a male bowerbird will build a bower made only from blue objects, such as shells, leaves, flowers, feathers, stones, berries, and even discarded plastic items or pieces of glass. The collection of objects reflects the personal taste of each bird and its ability to procure unusual and rare items (going as far as stealing them from neighboring bowers).
;) Thought it was an interesting bit of information.
Sep 29 2008 5:28 PM
Sep 21 2008 10:18 PM
como va?
Sep 14 2008 12:37 AM
Sep 12 2008 3:59 AM
Aug 27 2008 11:03 PM
"Wax on...wax off. Wax on...wax off."
1984. ;)
Sep 1 2008 3:44 AM
Aug 29 2008 5:32 PM
Aug 25 2008 6:19 AM
What's your shaggy handle?
Aug 22 2008 5:33 PM
Aug 20 2008 5:17 AM
Aug 15 2008 2:46 AM
those friggin' comments have taken on a life of their own and are currently breeding in my blog.
creepy!
Aug 15 2008 2:31 AM
Aug 13 2008 5:29 PM
if you please.
Aug 12 2008 3:22 AM
Aug 11 2008 5:21 AM
Hope you're doing well
Jul 31 2008 9:16 PM
Jul 31 2008 3:52 AM
on the park benches
in the jails
or living with
whores
I always had this certain
contentment-
I wouldn't call it
happiness-
it was more of an inner
balance
that settled for
whatever was occuring
and it helped in the
factories
and when relationships
went wrong
with the
girls.
it helped
through the
wars and the
hangovers
the backalley fights
the
hospitals.
to awaken in a cheap room
in a strange city and
pull up the shade-
this was the craziest kind of
contentment
and to walk across the floor
to an old dresser with a
cracked mirror-
see myself, ugly,
grinning at it all.
what matters most is
how well you
walk through the
fire...
Jul 26 2008 2:39 PM
thanks for contaminating my thoughts for the rest of the day!