If I have to do something as tedious and boring as write about myself, I'm going to do it in my own form, which is random, and abstract at best, with plenty of run on sentences and non senseicle ramblings. I may not describe myself or capture the essence of "MEness" in this blah,blah, blah, but I promise a half hearted attempt and plenty of misspelled words, and really ...who gives a shit?
I like to write, ride my bike, paint and read. I can't understand how or why David Hasselhoff is a star in any way shape or form. I mean there are other things I don't get, like the valididity and logic of IRS tax forms, The US's current administrations' stance on global warming, (well actually the US's current administration in general), and other very important philosophical ponderings in life, like blue lipstick?!? ..... Yak now, I mean, Why!?
My Dad lives on Block Island and I like to go there a lot.
I had a boyfriend...
I am so glad I made it beyond that point in my life where I thought I wanted to marry and have children. I think it's what doctor's refer to as hormones. I like being irresponsible and immature at this stage in my life.
I don't watch TV.
I can't stand the music industry, or the factory brand art that they turn out.
This generation needs another Nirvana .not now, but RIGHT NOW!
I drive a Ford.
If I were a tree I would be something in between a Red wood, and the Charlie Brown Christmas tree.
I still think Jim Morrison was a fucking genius!
I eat Peanut butter straight out of the jar.
I'm currently reading the Hitchhikers guide to the Galaxy, (again).
I once had a mad crush on Steven Tyler, Anthony Kiedas, Paul Stanely, and some kid in the sixth row of my short lived business class at CCRI that I only took for the credits, and because he was in it, .and I never found out what his name was.because I saw him kissing another guy in the student lounge..
~Soooo really it's because of homosexuals that I never had a deep understanding of how to balance my checkbook, or how the daily periodic rate affects my credit..As for the
S&P 500..Complete fucking mystery.
~That's it for now. I'm a work in progress
My passion is ...
elevator practice
I know too much about ...
what I should have said after the fact
My parents always told me ...
A different way to get home each time they left me somewhere
My childhood ambition ...
Was to be an adult...still working on it!
My favorite memory ...
When Shirley Mclaine stopped writing books
Why I write ...
because I'm not very good with other verbs
What I am reading/watching/listening to ...
Douglas Adams, House, My inner voice telling me that this is a test of the emergency broadcast system...oddly enough
My first job ...
watching for the ice cream man
My best moment ...
winning "Best Hair" at company Christmas party
My inspiration ...
People who remain silent when bated into an argument on Politics
Hospitality and Service being at a premium these days, and retail department stores operating as the warehouse- type assembly lines of goods and services being what they are, I think we have definitely over-used and in doing so, somewhat understated the full impact and true meaning that the phrase "F*&$K You" use to hold.
Not that I usually shop at JC. Penny, but recently I had to buy on the fly, a plain white Oxford shirt which as you may or may not know, is in abundance for men, and for women is a small, large, thin, fat, hairless, furry, toothless animal with sharp teeth.
I hate th...
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